Desert Flower
Desert Flower poetry stories
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Desert Flower

I woke under a scorching sun and surround by dunes of sand.

Finding myself weak barely able to walk I look around and to my astonishment,

A figure crowned with laurels carrying a basket of bread and a vase of wine

I miserly walk towards this salvation calling for help and support

It doesn’t listen it simply walks ahead dropping morsel of bread and spilling drops of wine

I ate of bread and sipped of the puddle wine and grew strong from it

I continue and to follow the object of my dedications and curiosity feasting on the small banquet it leaves.

From these feast I grew mighty and quick but i couldn’t catch up with the figure I alway lagged behind never able feed my curiosity of this mysterious thing crowned with laurels.

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