As the Desert Breathes

As the desert breathes,

So too do I breathe

In measures of imbalance,

As we have our highs and lows.

What something it is

That makes the desert breathe

Inflates my lungs as well,

Like entropy's impatience.

We put on ourselves no limits,

My presumptuous self and the desert,

And expand unto our horizons

As God defines us in possibility.

For life is in us and beyond us,

Myself and the desert,

And it changes us daily,

Though we seem unchanging.

As the desert breathes,

So too do I breathe

In finite numbers,

Beneath a soft rain.