The hot dry ground
Where life once flourished
Lay quiet, still, dormant
Never ending gloom upon this land
Starving, wanting, in need for water
A place once habitable, now forlorn
and desolate
Dark clouds needed in this bleak vast open space
The swell of water to burst forthwith
and quench the thirst of this arid land
A fleeting glimpse of leathery skin
Skittering across the endless plain
The hope that life can survive this world
A flicker of existence lives within