I Wandered the Desert Alone

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I wandered the desert alone, oh, what a dream to remember! 'Twas a place of extremes. Gorgeous yet frightening. A swelteringly hot Barren terra incognita that stretched far beyond the horizon. I walked for miles and miles; feeling more lost by the hour, I turned, following my footprints back to civilization. But unbeknownst to me, a sandstorm roared, erasing footprints I made earlier. Staggering, fighting my fatigued body and moribund spirit, I paused briefly, Barely standing upright, with arms akimbo trying to catch my breath. "Where am I?", I wondered in a panic. Sweat streaming down my brow, I continued traversing the never-ending stretch of desolate wasteland. The chances of finding my way out of this vast sea of sand, improbable. "Is this how it all ends? How will I make it out here alive?" I asked myself, drowning in an ocean of pessimism. Thoughts in my head Dark and morbid. I'm lost. A nightmare come true! The chances for a rescue In this unforgiving no man's land couldn't seem more unlikely. An oasis, a needle in the haystack. I'm increasingly asphyxiated by thirst. Before long, I chanced upon a tree trunk still standing tall, frozen in time. I took shade on its shadow across the sand, defeated, begging God For a quick end to my misery. Instead, heavens opened up, and down came The rain. An augury of hope...my salvation! Oh, what a dream to remember! Date written and posted: 10/02/2018