Call for rain.

Call for rain.

There

is nothing

like a desert sunset,

all tones of red, pink and

yellow, the beauty

surrounded by

dryness,

the colors

of the

wind and a

vast emptiness

on the landscape, the only

sounds being that

of snakes and

lizards.

There

is really

nothing in the

desert for me besides

dryness, now my

body and soul

yearn

for more

fertile

lands, lands

filled with the same

rich green that fills my

mind with some

sort of hopeful

memory.