Quench My Thirst, Inspire My Soul
The dry dusty terrain stretched before me, the end unseen. My tired feet, came up and went down. The dust danced as a hot wind occasionally slapped the d…
The wind blew,
it came in waves.
The petals fell,
on the ground they lay.
They withered and died, and the flower cried.
She raised her head,
to the sky.
The rain fell down,
full of l…