Sands of Knowledge

sand presses hard pushed by the winds of the south,
covering his eyes and getting deep in his mouth,
with one eye squinted shielding with lashes,
a flicker of light ahead shown in short flashes,
the wind blows stronger against his bare skin,
feeling like a pain digging deeply within,
walking straight but never in perfect lined,
as the sand hits his eye causing him to be blind,
turning away and trying to find his spot,
as the sands hit him hard getting very hot,
burning against his clothes embedded in deep,
reaching out his arms like he walks in his sleep,
finally reaching something solid but unknown what,
feeling the sun on his back getting extra hot,
working his way around the other side into some shade,
as slowly the winds die down to eventually fade,
swirls of burning heat dry his bleeding sore,
his adventure almost bringing death but give knowledge more.