(Finding My) Oasis

 My world becomes a desert,

stuck in shattered thoughts.

Desperately seeking the water

that will mend my mind again.

The sky was blue and dawning,

and the moon was fading from the sky.

The stars above faded into yesterday.

Today will be the day, 

that I may,

finally find my oasis.

As the morning lingered on,

no more was this lovely dawn.

The sun rose into sacred day,

Today, will be the day, 

that I may,

finally find my oasis.

This place where I can find the waves,

of imaginary everglades,

as the breeze 

gently touches,

all the little leaves.

Under the shade of a tree,

this oasis, where I may be...

The sun was high above the clouds,

right above the world around.

The clouds aren't there,

but who are we to care?

Today, will be the day,

that I may,

finally find my oasis.

Little round of water,

that surrounds, absorbs the fears,

that kindly wipes these angry tears.

A humble place, that takes all into arms,

where nothing's harmed.

Under the water of the sparkling little sea,

this oasis, where I may be...

The sun began to sink

into horizons unknown,

to go halfway around the world

and leave the moon to show.

Maybe today, was not the day,

that I may

have finally found my oasis.

But...

Where you are,

and where I am,

under influence of imagination;

you and I could change the mind

of skeptic aggravation.

"Take my hand."

I take your hand,

and suddenly...

This is where I am,

and where you are.

Maybe under full moon's light,

might our oasis shine tonight.

Mended once more,

I thank you, humble in your presence.

Hopeful in my once-shattered mind,

where we can become one.

I finally found my oasis.

©LJ

  10 September, 2012

 

In geography, an oasis or cienega (Southwestern United States) is an isolated area of vegetation in a desert, typically surrounding a spring or similar water source. Oases also provide habitat for animals and even humans if the area is big enough. (Wikipedia)