Desert Dweller

Because it favored me,
life asks for rewards
a gift, a privilege, not a right.
Once awarded, I must continue to earn it
through honesty and discipline.

The pen.—The page.—
The unfinished lines—reminders that I am alive.

I wish it could,
but writing cannot rescue us
from hardship, age, or death,
still, with each sentence,
it revives.

© 2025 Bruno Talerico
Stafford challenge 298/365.