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Desert Rain Oft the days are dry and hot, and life is hard to bear I look above, but I forgot, how to even say a prayer The wind blows dry, choking dust, “God,” I cry, “don’t you care?” Dark clouds form, in the violent gust, “Why?” I whisper in despair Hope forlorn, in …
Stars I listened in the darkening night Above shimmering canopy spread Stars speaking stories without words Beholding them a window to the past Ancient twinkling sages What history unfolded below them? Battles won or loves lost And how many others like me stood? Looking up in hope to the future Beacons through the …