Saturday, November 5, 2016

Water -Robyn Makaruk



His camel had borne him and the young boy
for six days across the desert,
the relentless sun burning lips to crackliings.
It had been a journey of desperation
to save the last of a family, annihilated by war.

At night under the velvet blanket of stars
the hope of reaching the oasis
was predominate on his mind.
Belief in himself and the human spirit
superseded all other thoughts

When the sun presented distant images
he knew that what shimmered on the horizon
was just a mirage, phantasms to be discounted,
for to reach the destination
more days of travel lay ahead.

And it was his faith absolute
that brought them to this place,
where the well
with water for all species’ survival
was waiting.

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