Days were long,
running together
as telephone poles
out a train window.

She died a
thousand deaths
during that
desert journey.

Thirsty for a
drink she could
not have. It was
dry, so very dry.

But, she pressed on.
Anticipating an oasis
buried between
desert sands.

And when it
seemed hopeless.
That all was lost.

It came.
Paradise just
beyond the
mountain range.