I’m Only a Wayfarer

I’m only a wayfarer,

Travelling across lands,

Crossing deserts with all their hazards.

Barefoot,

Half-naked,

And half-baked by the heat,

From above and from bellow,

My feet are burning,

And my throat is choking with thirst,

Awaiting deliverance from above.

Is there an answer?

“Keep walking, keep walking,”

Reverberates in my ears,

“And you shall find a fountain

Flowing

Endlessly

With water.”

But all I find is heat,

My body failed me, and I have started to stagger,

And out of a sudden,

My ears heard a splash of water,

And I said to my mind: “am I in a dream?”

And I knew for certain that I was saved.