Deep in the soil of the oasis

Beneath the searching stars

Eras climb and fall

In rolling waves of sand

–

An internal prayer is born

Turning over and over

Breaking through solitude

To fill the hungering silence

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Will these words sprawl their roots

In this fertile patch of ground?

Bursting free into the searchlights

Pouring through the ether

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Who will remember the source

Of this lush and green isle?

Coiled in the black womb

Far away in a fantasy