Gentle winds fill my
desert-dry hair.
Hot sands are dancing
where I can't watch them.
I am sheltered in my
temple oasis,
a shadowy place,
cool as the night,
providing for my weary soul,
a place to rest,
to find new energy.
As I sit meditating
incense clothes me
like finest silk.
The shadows adorn me
like dark jewels
as I set out to travel
under starry skies.
