IV.
Where the Camel Waters Wander
Under
the Moon.
My camels on his way, he’ll
be here soon.
Where the camel waters
wander under the moon.
Together riding the mind’s
wasteland.
a beast native to mind
desert sand.
And now relieved of current
plight,
a camel comes floating into
sight.
I can see him floating to
the tune
of what wanders under the
moon.
Oh camel may we be together
Like grass to ground, bird
to a feather.
Help me through the
wasteland of my mind.
Through barren places help
me to find,
the answer that’s hidden
beneath a dune
or somewhere out under the
moon.
Let us travel out there to
ponder,
learn, find, see, and
endlessly wander
passed the gate we go
together
into the mind’s wasteland
weather.
The landscape is memory hewn
as I wander under the Moon.
The journey inward is what I
love.
To find the Moon’s waters
that wander above.
The journey shall begin soon
where camel waters wander
above the Moon.