Roaming through the desert where all isparched and dry,

the earth is cracked open and you can’t even cry;

Way in the distance you squint and frown

as you see the rock, as the sun beats down…

Not much longer, just a little more time

if you can make it to the rock, you know you’ll be fine;

With sure progress you reach the place

where the desert does end without any trace,

An overhanging ledge reaches out its shade

beckoning you closer, not to be afraid …

As you make your way, you come to the cave

where you enter to find the life you crave;

A trickling stream to quench your thirst

a pool so clear to ease your  hurts…

As you gather your strength and ease your mind,

in the heart of the rock, new life you’ll find.