Incessancy

Insistent prayers morph into poem when stress strikes eyes that glimpse relief in rainbow-contoured light.

In silence, I abandon shallow for subterranean inhales of aromatic haven.

This frequency, a vibration range heard only by the longtime aggrieved

who grasp dreams to moisten desert throats with its secluded sweet water

and caress mountain summits with naught but naked soul.

You have provided me with such a lift by stopping by to read my poem. Thank you!

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