An Expanse of Sand

As far as the eyes could see

Lay a vast expanse of glittering sand

Which would remain so till eternity

Trod upon by a thousand.

Not a drop of water, no sign of life

A mirage in the distance, tricking the eyes

To survive in this ‘furnace’, one has to strive

With the sun blazing low, not up high.

Billowing the sand like a woman’s skirt

The sand storm blows, hot n harsh

No creature creeps from the bowels of the earth

Lying below the sand in the damp, cool marsh

As the last visible drop evaporates

And the white ball lowers itself all the more

With no vestiges of the wrinkled dry dates

The place glows red and temperatures soar...