follow the dry sands to

the short wall around the deep well full of cool water

and rest in the shade of the coolness of said wall

while the sun blazes above in the heat of the day

and to the birds above you are a speck on the earth

and to you they are one in the sky above far above

and the wind whistles through the trees and the cracks of the stones

and the coolness of night overtakes you

the thinness of your coat in the summer's day fails when night falls

through the sand crawl the glowing scorpions of tiny feet and larger hands (if you could call it that)

and you welcome the snuggles of a stray but overly friendly cat

as an owl hoots in the distant night and the moon glows with it's blue light

you sleep to the sound of your own breathing and soft snores

g'night