his face etched
by the winds of time
like the pyramids
that were his home
determination sculpted
by the sifting sands
like the giant sphinx
standing guard in the desert
his skin colored copper
by the tides of the red sea
the sands and sea
that bore him on his journey
this journey of eons
this journey through time
through space
other lives
searching seeking
through space and time
and time had taken its toll
piercing his flesh with its passage
burning into it the uncharted map of his life
space becoming his tent called home
walking under the harsh glare of the sun
soaring over the moon and
sleeping under the stars
on his wayward travels
his heart beating in rhythm
to the memory of clanking camel bells
a heart fertile still as the nile delta
a heart crimson filled
with the blood of ancestors
but a heart with a missing piece
and it was for this missing piece
of his soul that he continued
to search to travel
that bound him to never forsake
desolation his only companion
as on he trekked ‘cross sinuous serpentine shapes
his long hair and head cloth
his body’s only armor against
the scorching solitude of his journey
and so it was that his hard lean body
with its crimson heart
yearned and ached
for that which was missing
which had always been missing
from his life and all the other lives
in space and time
until one day in a single moment
where time itself stood still and
space no longer spun round
this noble traveler collided
with a force so powerful
as to render him to his knees
on the burning desert floor of life
a force so powerful as to shake him to his core
ramming its way into
the deepest crevices of his soul
copper caverns long forgot
a force omnipotent
yet a force he feared not
there was a familiarity to this force
a sense of familiarity that transcended
transcended space transcended time
gripped in the fierce beauty of this
familiar stranger
his heart with the missing piece
began to pulsate to push to thrust outward
further outward till at last
it was whole again
whole again and fiercely beating
beating in rhythms rampant with life anew
a new life
and with his heart made whole
so too were his other senses
senses long seared shut by
life time after life time of searching
but senses now no longer dulled
in this instant of newly found wholeness
there came to this noble traveler
a sound almost silent almost imperceptible
but a sound nevertheless
a whisper
a soft velvet smooth whisper
that slipped gently
through his ears and
down down into his blooming heart
caressing the scarlet vessel...
shhhhh.....
you have found me...
