Desert storm He gazes at the clouds Sand on black wings of death He prayed for nightfall not unexpected fury The sound of tornadoes, a black symphony And sometimes there a face he calls Lord
Desert sky He stares at the moon A hole in the curtain of night A nomad in the mind A warrior in honour and blood
Thorn the son of wind and will He knew he had opened the gift All life commences and ceases under God
The wind caressed his face that night Pneuma grabbed his heart He shivered and fell on his knees to ride the storm
Desert storm A red chord of fear Beauty at the edge of pain He reached for his sword as the colours turned pale
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