existentialism?

“the desert of sand layed before me <br><br>and in my eyes was reflected the beauty of eternity<br><br>i stepped out of my car and into the sand, and for a moment i had no memory of what i was doing here, and why i had come<br><br>”<br><br><br>I wrote this in my free time and i might expand it more. I’m not really sure what direction it’s going to take, but i’m happy with it so far. i was just wondering if anyone had any thoughts on it? if any of you have read my poetry, you know i’m a fan of existentialism.