walking alone in the desert i grew weary with thirst

my heart longing and searching to find just something of worth

how did i get here and why again i start to ask

the former joys and pleasure appear as a facade and a mask

the desolate landscape now mocking me with fear and doubt

thunder rolling in the distance but the land remaining in drought

and so i walked onward through this barren wasteland

with no one to talk to or to lend a helping hand

and as i began to ponder on upon these things

i was reminded of the faithfulness of my King

that even though this place is cold and relentless

i realized…

i had all but forgotten that there are wildflowers to be seen in the wilderness

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Will