Once I had a home in the desert

Once I had a home in the desert,

Overlooking echoing, hollow canyons,

Under vast, merciless blazing skies,

Stunted, flattened, shadows lain.

Once when I called the desert home,

I trailed trails faintly sketched,

To tops of sheer canyons falls,

There I threw my name to the winds.

Swirling sands danced every spring,

Alongside my polished windows,

Trickling in, then settle, in small pools

 Of golden nuggets, on my floors.

A garden, I planted in front of my house,

Tiny specks of green I tended to, infusing life,

But the desert loomed, surrounding me day and night,

Howling winds rattled my walls in the dark.

An oasis, a shelter from the elements,

Once I tried to build a home in the desert,