The Hope Of The Desert.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there are points of
no return, bridge burned,
ship wrecked, rain dropped,

i fear doing that but
i did it so many times, leaving,
taking less, and not looking back,

fearing Lot's wife, besides,
there is nothing there when
you leave,

a desert, only shadows of the hills,
and some ghostly winds, what is
in your heart is the excitement of

what is there: do not be negative
you comfort your mind, it is not
another empty place, the promise
of oasis, and camels and date palms,

beyond this vast land of nothingness,
a lake, a boat and many friends.