The Key in the Desert..
I was a key lost in the desert, alone and lonely, There were a million grains of sand all around, And I lay there silent, quiet and only, For the grains of sand just shifted their ground. It was hot, burning white hot in the day My body glistening, bright silver in pain The evenings were a lighter shade of grey, At nights the biting cold gave illusion of rain. No way to tell time, I didn't understand lunar clock, Sometimes like wayward clouds, the past would resurface, Making me wonder about my unfortunate lock, Knowing I would never again see her tranquil face. Time would eventually bury me in the moving sand And in the damp darkness buried I would know That fate had dealt the awaited, fatal final hand And so to the skies upward my soul would flow. The Key of Solitude Photo Courtesy: Colourbox.com