Watering Hole

forego the trauma, brush it off

forget about the troubling things…

former friends and foes use to say

forge a narrow cement road through the mountain

paved from the dusty lessons of yesterday

mature from the season you spent away

journey to destinations uncharted

swim in the burgeoning ocean of lucidity

your actions expose where your heart is

epoch dwindles to a blink of an eye

in the smoldering desert of grand design

survey the plants, the insects, the gritty dirt, the blighting wind

in a place so arid… how does life strive?

only water provides life

keep searching for your oasis

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– Much love, Esha