There is a truth in the sand,
in the dunes,
and the rising sun.
The blistering sting of billions of particles of star dust,
caught on the wind in ominous billows.
Oases are few and rare,
tempting one to stay and rest for a while.
But I must journey on past these little human,
indulgences.
There is something calling me,
ridding my life of things I once held dear.
The void, Kali, the dark night that can be felt.
In me, through me, all around me.