Into the dark

my feet fall on the sands

they have led me out here

into these endless dunes

after this recent shift has

shaken our world again

voices have fallen silent

lights have been blown out

and off into the dark we go

in the distance though beats

a drum in steady true rhythm

a drum beckoning through

the winds wailing over sand

it beats through the shadows

that surround us right now

it's the homing signal calling

out beyond the night of the soul

these sands will yield to these 

winds that will blow away

the beating drum will draw so

close it will plunge into our chest

but for now the path is desert

the company is biting winds

and the map is the beating

of each other's chest drum