Sand Storm

The whirlwind hit me

drawing me into the hole

gateway to another world

beyond my control

Life is disposable

in this strange place

sand swirling around

beating on my face

Seeking shelter

entering into a brick hut

there is peace

in a universe gone nuts


loved and content

an oasis

filled with pleasant scents

Another storm comes

sending me back through the gate

into the this world

it’s getting late

The sun is setting

reflecting beautiful colors in the sand

chaos has turned into peace

in this land

copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce


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