In the heat, I blindly step across the burning yellow sand
Sweat wiped from my brow, I side step the cacti before me
And gaze out towards the blue horizon looking for a sign
When will the mountains come and wash this desert away

Dessert comes for the minds that wait
Tender fudge and strawberry sweet cakes
Encased in corn bread balls
What can you see with your eyes?

Wind erupts, as the mountains begin their upward descent
Having seen the sign, I deeply breath the sand filled air
And enjoy the dust torrent which erodes against my skin
Escape from the mountains will not be so simple

Brunch sparkles on the clean-washed plate
Syrupy vallies glisten through the greens
Rain above washes the sediment on
Does the syrup feel gritty on your tongue?

The sky opens, where starlit darkness streams down
The mountains grow, and the rupture widdens to the horizon
The sun sparkles upon the greens which grow brown and wither
Brown covered dust lays motionless of the earth

The dinner meal winds down
Diners provide such atmosphere