THE DESERT HAS EYES
Across this land voyaging into the hotness of the powerful sun,
I tread slowly so that I do not perish on my quest to finish, to weather the storm.
Many things of interest as I make my way through this obstacle,
Of rocks and plants born to this world of natural wonder.
By myself, I’ve traveled for what appears to be a lifetime,
While the sun’s now sinking into the night as a cool breeze awakes.
There’s a fear being a prisoner to the intense darkness, the loneliness,
Am I alone with what inhabits these surroundings, they’re watching.
There are many eyes fixed on me, friend or foe, how shall I know,
Some keep their distance, not wanting to attack, others are stalking,
Seeking to steal or cause great pain.
I’ve seen the living proof, I’ll make it to where I’m going.