a sub saharan journey
into a ruthless desert 
accompanied by blue eyed Tuareg
I questioned every grain 
for what reason have I come
enamored by my reflection
my glance befell a mirage
seeking another
I saw myself
when my eyes met with mine
I knew none existed but me
I drank this reality
till thirst receded 
I uttered endlessly 
there is no reality but me
no reality but reality