The song of the ney blends with the dunes: as ancient paths follow footsteps out, into the wilderness of the desert, seeking a truth greater than constricted life settled allows;
The percussion of the drum, missed heartbeats: stopping at wells dotting the scape, where, the earth pours her agony forth from her sorrowing depths, the prophet's sons wept for God.
The grieving oases mourn an unhealed wound, of long a heart searching the sands, for one who gave his life for the love of his Lord here and his humble fellow man.
Spiritual reflections as the commemoration of the birth of the Messiah approaches....
Context and commentary here: http://sineinverse.wordpress.com/2013/12/06/the-thirst-for-redemption/
The ney is a middle eastern reed flute, long associated with spiritual traditions of the region.