Sometimes you must stand in the desert.
For a moment, swallowing a refreshing idea is not a possibilty. Your soul won't allow it. The balance between truth and happiness is too much. You are engulfed with questions.
Why won't it rain?
Why did it ever?
Smoke fills your eyes.
Your nose burns.
You become I.
I follow my heartbeat wherever it leads me. That is the only thing that I trust.
The lightening, it is my hearts rhythm. Its energy flows through my veins like sacred rivers.
I am lead to an ocean.
This ocean is my sanity.