Water in a Dry Land

Feb 12 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

Parched and staggering
I have swallowed sweet draughts
from trickling desert springs,
prayerfully tasting
the liquid’s own journey
through cloud, stone, and sand.

Water, like smoke, like music,
moves between worlds.

There is no religion
like water in a dry land.

—-Eric Walter

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