like…

like a falling fleece
from within to nourish
your soul to clean
the table of anger to free

like tear drops
on the growing land
into my abode
the bright mountains above
the arid heart to water

like gay sparrow rhymes
on the tree top high
will wipe away all
my sorrowful heart tall

© Emperor Leander David

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