'Just as desolate, and more isolated <br />This desert life has borne <br />As the scorching sun and still winds <br />That stirred the lonely skies and heart <br /> <br />And this emptiness <br />This vast expanse that always stayed with me <br />And never gets away <br />For it keeps spreading it's strife <br />Just like a remembrance <br />That even if I <br />Hide in the shadows of an old tree <br />Under the quiet stillness of a smile <br />Still the mystery remains <br />And the continued solitary life <br />That both me and the desert embrace <br /> <br />And I have become like the others <br />A nobody... just a part of a whistling winds <br />Into the immense space <br />Of heedless path of oblivion.'<br /><br />Jesus James Llorico<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desert-metaphor/
