By a string of well-tamed camels
I walk along slowly and silently as one of them
Crossing sand dunes after sand dunes
Under the extreme heat and dry sky
Sand under my feet begins to mark my steps, and counting
I and the group are one on the journey
Together surviving extreme adversity
As one settled in a culture of harmony
Yet alone I am burdened with dreams and fantasies
I am puzzled
Don't know where I am heading
May be there is no answer to life
Don't know what I am going for
May be being in a group is the meaning of life
Don't know why I am questioning
May be having a sense of belonging needs to pay a price
Fated to thinking the same, doing the same
And feeling the same, then getting lost the same
I look up to the sky for an answer
Searching for a mirage mirroring my dreamy mind
To install all my hopes, aspirations and sentiments
In that rainbow cloud
In this life!
S.P. Ma
Aug 2021
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