My Oasis

Driving mad through the forgotten lands 
Lost I  prayed silently with folded hands
Seeking a zone of my own
Where I could be left alone

Such was the lavish of Solitariness 
Vagaries of comfortable pleasantness
Like a magic potion full of zestful emotion
could paint lucidly my wildest imagination
There emerge a Clairvoyant Angel
Dreamy playful Mystical Agent

How I wish it to be true 
notwithstanding a mere clue
Paradoxically intense as it grew
Closer to my heartbeat drew
Echoing my voice mirroring my image
Merging in the ocean of quintessential existence
Now I witness a part of my being
Magical mystical unlike radical my world want me to be!