Traveling the seas to where you are is difficult,
Seems to me that reaching you will be impossible,
The cycles of the moon become forty before I see
A desert full of sand and grotesque debris.

Monstrous winds kick the particle around my face,
Desperately searching for you through the sand,
I see a flash beyond the wall of earthly haze,
hoping that it is you I see and not another illusion.

Trekking past the storm, I discern that the storm
Is just a distraction and keep moving forward,
As the storm dies down, revealing new perspective,
I can see the desert led to an oasis of new life.

And even though I could not seem to find you there,
I find that what I was searching for wasn't you,
It was an awakening of passion,
To love and be loved...