Oasis

My body is a desert,
Dry and untakeable,
My skin is the sky,
Clear and bright,
My feet are the earth,
Slow and painful,
My arms are the wind,
Weak and meaningless,
But through the searing heat,
Through raging storm,
Lies the oasis of my soul,
Deep and wide,
Cool and refreshing,
A light in the dark,
A flower in a meadow,
It feels me up inside,
And heals my wounds,
My soul is an oasis,
Deep and wide.