It may not be enough,to sit in safety
in this lush and green embrace;
to contemplate your desert from a distance.
What would it mean
to live on the other side;
to see the water, deep and green,
and not be able to swim or drink?
What would it mean
to live without your loving arms
enfolding me in divine acceptance?
What alternative resource might be found
in that barren emptiness;
in the stark parched cliffs and crevasses of endless thirst?
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