DESERT

this is where
sand is water
and fish is bird
and i, you
and you, me
and the ends
of this cord meet
exactly where
we stand

and in the circle
dunes are waves
that break on a shore
that seemed endless
but ended here

and how we rode so hard
and all the horses
were one horse
with no name
and all the faces
one face
and all the places
one place
and the earth was rich
and unspoiled, timeless
beneath all
that crumbles
in time