Not much to see
Only sand and
Mountains of sand
Not much to hear
Just the whisper
of blustery
This wilderness
I thirst and yearn
Feeling so dry
In the desert
Where I am now
I heard a voice
“Prepare for Him”
With joyful hope
I now believe
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