Basra Times Three

So far, so long, next to me is where you belong...

There's little left.

No more to say.

My prayers, your thoughts,

begin each day.

As you sit this night

through blasts and sounds,

your mind stops still.

You search around.

There fills a presence

in your space,

taking you beyond

this time and place.

Through rocks and hills,

sand's deserts and seas,

my mind's eye flashes,

bringing you to me.