In A Far Away Desert Poem by Vidushi Khera

In a far away desert,
A man sat all alone.
The man had no family,
He had a house but no home.
In a pitiful state he sat,
Waiting for a passerby,
To ask him for what no one had,
Coz he had the travelers’ life line.
The water seller sat and waited
In a dreamy world he passed his time…

In a far away land
Far from this weary desert
Where there was breeze instead of dry hot wind
Where the flowers lay instead of dirt
Where he could lie and feel
The cool mud, the lovely earth
Where he could sing with joy and glee
As if he were a bird…

The passerby came, and he was lost,
But he bought this man back to his lands,
The desert in which he and he alone
Could save the lost and life less bands.

The savior of the desert, himself
Never knew what his life meant,
And so he lived in his dreamy world,
When no traveler, his way, went.

When he could have been glad that he
Was meant to do God’s noble work
Was meant to get blessings from all
Was meant to be the better one
Was meant to live as a noble man…
And he considered himself alone…

Even in this far away desert of life
No man is single, no man is lost
Coz lost men find their saviors
And saviors find blessings a lot.