Lost
The small band of travellers struggled on
they had been lost for days in the dunes
driven nearly mad by thirst and heat
and flickering mirages of fresh cool water
Pangs of hunger long gone in their need
for even a single gulp of life saving water
at last reaching the top of the sand dune
they rubbed their eyes and looked again
Yes it really was an oasis not a dream
tumbling down the dune in their haste
at last they reached the small pool
carefully they took a few sips then more
Knowing how close it had been
they rejoiced and gave thanks
soon a fine settlement appeared
and the travellers prospered there
They had fought through their ordeal
learned that life is unpredictable
yet with each other they conquered
and found new hope and new meaning
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