That disorientating fog in the air    suffusing with sand
I could not find the road towards Holiness
Fatigue intertwined with my already disordered steps
The stagnant eyes could not tell the difference between reality and fantasy

The heat had dried up the last of my desires in my heart
The cold had frozen the last of my aspirations in my heart
What is guiding my already lost directions
Is it the mirage of the sea or my last dream