Thursday, May 6, 2021

anothercountry. // 4may

a visit to another country
Is as easy/ or impossibly hard/
as stepping out the door this morning,
the smell of wet earth.
transported, traveled, transfixed-
far lands-
low clouds in the highlands,
early mistmorning amidst rainbowed birds,
or this- close,
the sweet pang of desire - overnight rain in our foreverparched desert
each storm, each and everyone,
I greet as new,
surprised, forever yearned,
neverbefore scent,
of water on thirsty dirt.



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