Walking this Land

Walking the scorching desert, sun burning me, I can't stand the heat. Blistering feet peeling, flesh burning. I do not stop, nothing will make me...I must find that thing I seek.
I keep on walking, birds of death watch me walk alone about to fall, eyes of evil, minds blackened, waiting for me to fall, but I won't give up, I'll keep on going until the end, until the end of time.
Walking the Land of Wind and Sand, my soulless body, does not eat, does not drink, does not sleep. All life is sucked from thee, only keep going holding onto one thing... I want the answer to it all but I don't even know the question why must I long for something, I cannot seek, for I know nothing it's all lost inside.
Coming back is something, the birds of death still watching, hoping I will fall, but I won't, I can't. It's coming back to me now, life slowly filling my long unfilled soul, feelings have started to return. I see my journey's nearing end. The thing I sought for so long, is only just to far away.
My knees going weak, everything a blur, the birds start to fly and circle, it's almost over, but I'm so close why did I fall, succumbing to the heat. Light fades away and all goes black it's over I know it but why so close.....
Cool, water running down my face, I feel it yet I cannot wake. I feel two smooth hands run through my hair, to eyes. They open and all I see is her face...My journey is complete.....