Atop a thistle leathered dermis
In the middle of the arid desert
Refreshing aqua drops
Form a puff of seemingly nothingness
Quenches the thirsty on solid ground…
Within the mortal shell of this being
Lays the priceless gem
Powering all for the unknowing mortal..
We search endlessly
For all joys and pleasures externally.
So turn the eyes inwards
Muffle the ears from the outside noise
And find the infinite, waiting patiently
To be your one true friend…….