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