Sundrops ~

If you want a reason to live 

come to the desert. 

The lazy smoke of morning fires 

indistinguishable 

from the mist from my mouth.

Babies awakening in cold mornings 

finding their reasons 

in throaty screams.

Stony umbrellas 

forever sheltering

and clouds caught in trees.

Sandy roads 

meandering lazily -

carved out to just be.

And I, a wanderer, 

seeking meaning in stranger places,

unable to find an answer 

to someone who says -

sundrops have all life's answers,

why go, when this is the place to stay?

In Dhundlod on 29 th January 2015