The vast, grainy ocean in front of me
Compels me to find an escape
I see shadows but not a single breathing shape
Yet the ocean stretches on for eternity.

I feel famished I feel parched
Mirages ****** my sanity
Its a long way to reality
My legs on the burning sand feel torched!

Suddenly I chance upon a miracle
A fresh, new-born shrub
Wondering, am I being too cynical?

And I am filled with hope, I am filled with will.
I will emulate this Cactus shrub
Something even the harsh desert can't ****.