This Drought Shall Glow

Everything in the sun glows

Nothing cold,

nor untouched

And although streams of water

Seldom find meaning in their paths

Rivers always seem to find their way

Towards the sea

Greeting that eternal lightness

Every morning

With gentle murmurs

Until the dusk of time

Written by bohemiaspeaks

Blogging since 2011.

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