I dreamt of roses in a barren desert,
Dreams frivolous, unraveled at the seam.
Yet Whispers linger where the sands abide,
I let go them in a sagacious ray of beam.

Unimpeded thoughts startled to awake,
marking a way for Tabula Rasa!
In boundless voids, new visions start to gleam,
A clean slate, where spirit writes its name.