SOUL DROUGHT

The Scribe Ark

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Outside 
The heavens break
A torrent is unleashed
Here, within
The soul is parched
Assailed by drought

Outside
Howl tides and gales
Here
No monsoons wail
Only dry spell tales.

Shades of green
Dark… growing darker
Here, all is golden
Light and lighter yet.

 

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