Mirage

My shoulders slump, bones parched and creaking.
My legs carry me across another dusty riverbed.

My eyes scan the endless horizon for solace.
In the distance, I spy an abundant haven!

Sprinting forward, I shout dulcet praises to my savior,
but collapse, just a skeleton in the sand.

I've been fooled, pained, and blind, in the time we've been apart,
And I have waited, thirsted, hungered, for the asylum of your heart.

So I raise my weary body and press on my lengthy hajj,
To a day when your embrace is no longer a mirage.