Is where the soul rests
But for a moment
As it passes through
On the camel's back
It is less of an incline
Than climbing Mount Everest
The ride
Was not clear from the start
It seemed a simple task
A ride to the market and back
But oh, the ride
Continued on
On into eternity
It seemed to take one turn
Then another
But then straight
It went again
All the riches
Fell at the sides
As the camel started
To limp
The riches of poverty
Overcame the soul
And the truth
Was made more clear
In the Oasis
In the mirage
The mirage
Was actually there
It was no mirage at all
For the eye of the needle
Was in the eye of the beholder
And you were beloved
All along
