A flash of bliss
the shadows will clatter to the ground
at the flash of bliss
that slowly gathers light in the horizon
and sprawls clouds of pregnant desire
across the canvass of being
till watery seeds: cool, smooth, refreshing
drip toward my scorched bones
piercing the caked ground
with a pinpoint sharpness
awakening a rush within me
making me seek to rise again
in the soft palm of His hands
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