How alone we are
Born in tears
Die in agony
To make this long journey possible
We put ourselves in your hands
For food
Water
Loving
Kindness
And warmth to fill every passing minute
Till we, too, yearn to live
And to warm others
For without you it is all so empty
And gelid
Wind echos wind
Into the nights of desert
Monday, April 18, 2011
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