you were my meditation day and night
your memory my daily food
the thought of you sustained me
that I would be with you one day was my strength
I desired you more than my necessary food
and I built to give you life more abundantly
how could I not see that your heart was far from me?
now I am altogether brought low and downcast
at your swift dismissal
a degree, a new home, a plan
castles made of sand
nevertheless, this endless desert is what I drew
it was my contemplation true
you are an mirage,
this desert, with thirst and heat is real.
You, I cannot touch.
this desert sears my soul.