When you can no longer live in your natural state
As the desert once it has felt the rain
You begin to curse who you are
For dry air and sparseness offer no relief
And while the heat recites a story of certain death
The sand and cactus, as the heart and mind
Parch and wither, forlorn, waiting for its mate
But she no longer believes in possibility
Or you
For as she rained down upon you
You made no pools for her to gather
No rivers for her to roam
Instead she was only to vanish
And die
As you do now
Until the rain answers your prayers
To try again
To effect your very nature
As an oasis would
Where those who live hard lives go
For life