Just describes how we all as human find the comfort zone and let our fears keep us wondering,Life being a journey thought the Desert.Hoping for a paradise,which our fears keep us from.
I started walking this journey many years ago. When i first started walking i had my mind on alot so before i knew it i found myself in the desert. when i turned back, to back track,sand was all i seen. i realized i have been walking a while. So instead of going back where i came from i decided that i would just keep traveling the direction i was going. Before i knew it days had passed,weeks flew by. Now i was in the middle of now where. I knew how far I had already traveled and how long it has taken me to get where i was, i was now very thirsty. I knew i had not passed any water.So i knew i didnt want to back track. Instead i will just keep traveling forward.
I see a cactus now. Only one surrounded by miles of desert. As i walked closer i seen the shade which laid at its foundation. Oh shade i thought,I began to run toward the cactus. After i arrived i noticed a rock,I had to take a seat. It felt so good to sit down.Now i didnt want to get up.So i just sat there and started thinking about the journey ahead. How much futher do i have. As far as my eyes can see i cant see anything but sand and this one cactus. I will just wait here and rest.
After a night of resting i got up only to follow the shadow around the cactus,so i could keep myself outta the sun.To quench my thirst i had the cactus water. Sometimes it stuck me hurting my flesh but it was worth it. I continued to walk in this circle around this cactus.As the days passed i found myself carving a groove in the sand from the constant path which i traveled.
The shades over the rock now. so im gonna sit down again. Only to begin thinking about the journey which i have already traveled. My eyes are getting heavy. I dosed only to be woken quickly when i fell into this cactus which provides me with shade and water. I have made it my refuge. As i continue to think I wonder how long am i gonna wait here.With all the wasted walking around this cactus i could have already made it to civilization.it could be a city of damnation and i would think it was paradise.only to start my journey again.I must journey on, Yet im afraid. what if i start out walking again and i loose this refuge i have in this cactus.Yeah it hurts when it sticks you, but the shade is worth it. yet how long can i continue to sit here. I feel myself growing weaker as the days pass,knowing im not getting the nutrients i need. Im slowly dying, but im to afraid to continue on.
Yeah it may just be over the next hill i thought. the reward for this journey. But what if its not. i then loose that which i have here. I know this isn’t forever. Fear holds me here. Im tired, i cant journey through this desert anymore. i need to find my way home. Yet its weeks behind me,and that journey i know im to weak. But how much futher do i have. So i sit on this rock and think. Thinking What do i do? will i leave this cactus, will i start my journey across this desert again. It maybe over the next dune,it might be 100 miles. Which way did i come in i think. i dont want to back track maybe i will remember. I think i know but what if im wrong. Then i send myself on a journey of death.im tired so my head i’ll lay on this rock and rest. i’ll begin my journey again in the morning……. http://www.3e3giftgallery.com
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