oh look
how you run
the desert today’s playground
in your head
oceans
of possibilities
fawn undulations
of sand
yawn to the distance
tracks temporary
telling the story
of what was
of what
you won’t forget
the sun
cupped in your hands
orange disc
kisses the horizon
and there are miles left
moments
that will emerge
as if breathing
through the map
on your wall
to pulse
to play to the beat
of your heart
this is the light of desire
this is the light
of hope
going
only to return
again
like your favourite song
Written: December 2017.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time. The title translates to the same in English, and regards the location of Huacachina in Peru, which is sometimes known as the 'oasis of America'. It is a village built around an oasis that is surrounded by sand dunes. All feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.