The Desert

The beams of the sun

Cascade down

Skin hot to the touch

Sweat dripping

The taste of water

Like sweet candy

Nothing to distract

Nowhere to hide

Your mind goes where it wants

Sometimes where it doesn’t

And for a brief moment

Nothing else exists

The outside world

Is but an illusion

Because everything is a part of it

But how can you perceive what you don’t see?

Yet still the earth keeps turning

Life continues on without your awareness

People change

Relationships develop

But in nature, the trees and mountains change too

Albeit slowly

Do we always have to run?

Doesn’t the pace become tiresome?

I ran for so long

Even though I wasn’t sure where I was going

Each day a little more burnt out than the last

No time to catch my breath or take a break

And so I escape into nature

Give my mind the time to process

Give my body the will to carry on

Because life isn’t a race,

And I’m tired of running

My legs are sore and my lungs are weak

Distractions are no longer stimulating

When they’re merely a means to escape my boredom

Emotions are the force of life

But if we try to hide from them, are we truly living?

Sweet comfort exists in the space between a distraction and a sprint

But what’s the point of life if we’re afraid of feeling alive?

We try to forget that one day we’ll die

As if we’re the exception to the rule

The existential thought is too much to bare

But we carry this burden with us until we learn to accept it

It’s only then that we’re truly free

The bittersweet taste of death on the horizon

The sun goes down

And the lights go out

The sunset symbolizes the end

And one day it will be our last

But if we rush through our days

And forget to look around at the beauty

We may just miss this last sunset

And all those that come before it