Surrounded by withering fields
Day after day the scorching sun is relentless
The moon provides respite for a few short hours
The sun returns, it seems earlier day after day
My thirst continues, the quenching seems impossible
My view is narrowed by my own distractions
My fields are temperamental and susceptible
Fertile soil is deep and plenty
Top soil requires repeated kneading to release that which is alive and abundant
May the refreshing of nature’s rain fall upon all that is withering and seeking
In hopes that the field will once again be healthy, nurtured and prosperous
~C.A.Robinson
June 13, 2018
0547 (EST)
~Blessings and Peace~
HOPE SEEKER 
Powerful declaration. May it be so.
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