Day and Night

The heat gives way and cold comes in
As moonlit nights on dunes begin
Where water is a fair exchange
For business done across this range

By day skin burns, by night bones chill
The air one breathes remains so still
Beneath, the trails of pale rolling mass
Shift by like a broken hourglass

Within this place life rarely moves
These grounds can feed no horses hooves
No greater gift this place can gain
Than just a single drop of rain