I have left barren landscapes behind me, stony hillsides without trees, desert valleys without water, they are behind me now. I stumble onwards with only the wind as a reminder of what lies before me. It brings the scent of rain and of living things and with it an energy that strengthens the core of my being. As I look up to the sky I see a small dot growing larger. It is a living thing! A small hawk hovers above me and I hear its high mewing call. It has been long since I heard the sound of a living creature and it is like music to me. It glides away east toward a distant ridge of hills and hangs in the air, waiting for me to follow. I look back; a dark evening is falling on the barren landscapes behind me.