Peer across the Gobi desert , we are brothers with familiar stories ! A once lush reservoir drained into the bowels of Earth ! A parched bed , cracked into a thousand pieces , on permanent display ! A wealth of years in repose , banished from the scrutiny of public and family alike , trapped behind dry , brazen eyes ! Clover , side by side , swaying in the September breeze , swallows returning home ! A field that vanishes against the orange horizon ! Nourished , courtesy of blue and green impoundments , cascading rivers and creeks ! My memories are a jealous ocean , commanding return of her waters , enslaved , committed to her utter servility !