Desert quiet
Deafening sound
Voices calling out
From mystic spaces
Nature points
In constant direction
The black between the stars
Is barren and void
We find our home in your creation
A storm approaches
Brings forth forgotten majesty and might
Wind grips and tears up earth
We are nothing to your splendor
Every footprint we hath made
Shall soon be washed away
Ancient song carries on
Into the infinite ages
Outside of time you work
Our minds can only wonder