Walking amidst the hot sands of chaos,
Drenched with sweats and despair
I see a beam of light, lingering from far away,
A light of hope, an oasis of truth.
With clear streams, and palms in a splendid array.

It may simply be a mirage,
Or another proof of my delirium.
But the hope is enough, for a dweller like me
To wander across in search of that haven,
In this endless sandy sea.

Alone I live, and so do I wander.
Lone in my cause, deemed madness by Many.
But never shall I trust their unworthy words,
For I have hope and faith, of finding good
In this dreary desert of darkness and worse.

For now, I walk towards the Serene oasis I see,
Craving for its water, flowing through the
Many streams of Reason and Righteous Beliefs,
Near the calm grass, where the olive trees rise propagating its branches, fruites, and the very idea of peace.

Walking endlessly on my righteous path,
In my endless search of peace and justice.
I travel to that oasis miles ahead,
For I finally see a beacon of hope,
In this desert full of grief and dread.


© Random Legionary (Rudraksh)