Dust settles, storm halts;
unfolds
Lessons, revelations, facades broken;
unveiled
The heart forgives, darkness; the mind
holds
The desert clear, shadows
wander
Each mirage; a beacon –
redefining hope?
It’s a bland, ironic joke, in fact,
it’s all just slander
Shattered, yet whole, the journey
goes on
Being full of many a false
glimmer
Incessant, the quest must go on