Out in the desert, distance seems unbearable.
The closer the destination, the farther it seems.
The sand waves, burning on your skin.
I keep walking and walking, but I can’t meet the sky.
Is that blue shade even there or is it just a mirage?
The symmetry of the sand is what baffles me the most.
The hot wind blows and scatters their flow,
but they come back together, together as a whole.
The waves, the curves, the dunes, the hills;
it has many forms, but my direction is still lost;
I keep walking and walking but the sky, it still seems far.