Proof of Life

Sandstone on fire as day drops behind the hoodoo horizon
And the thrill of chill feels invigorating biting the skin
Seeking solitude you find the desert to be your friend
The stillness, like loud silence; the darkness, like velvet light
While shivering, bundled, without the warmth of embrace
The nostalgic night air tickles like needles on your face
But you find peace with a million eyes blinking at you
And as the temperature fades icicle tears come to view
You look for answers to questions, as if God only knew.