[13] “Dune” prompt Inktober2020

Left out in wind and endless sky
Soul stretching out in wonder
Try tasting dry-dry sand
And tell me where to plunder

This land of gods of old –
May seem abandoned lot
But covered deeply under
Is history with roar and thunder

Your breath was lost a day ago
No longer may I hear you
Those years of search for more
Have left you lost with no clue

You spoke to gods and prayed for mercy
I’ve heard your words, but you see
I’ve been bestowed another power
I couldn’t help you in your wander

Yet being there to help your soul
Was what I did for all before
My endless silence eats the secrets
My sands are deserts deepest regrets

Oliver Beck – on ArtStation

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