Desert Hues

The vast expanse of sands unraveled
It shone as in antique bronze
Faded at ends, shiny at edges,
As a witness of times bygone.
Wind kept blowing over the crests
Making crescents and in turn ripples
Up steeper and down shallower,
Like an ocean of bronze and brown.
Under my feet it slipped
Loose sand-steeped I stood
As steep as in memories I have.
The sun kept shining afar.
My gaze picked up all these dunes
Farther and beyond it could go.
The myriad colors of sand grains
Brown,red and black
Carcasses of goat are they ?
Lie in this sand dead
And green clouds of grass live.
The old skeletal trees had stood
The sun, the sand and the time
The recent trails left foot prints on sand
Only to be wiped off by sand breeze
The flames of the fire have started to dim
And the sun has started to descend
The horizon blurred in the sand
In crimson , the scarlet and berry hues.
As inevitable it is a good bye
However still a poetic one.