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Many Miles Away
Many Miles Away The rumbling thunder said the rain was many miles away. The dry fields ached for the slightest hint of moisture. Everything that could be done, had been done, the plowing, the planting, the weeding, the irrigation. Then the rain had stopped. The irrigation ditches dried and cracked, leaving those dependent upon them to bake in the unforgiving sun. Hot, dry wind blew sandy soil across the exposed roots of a failing crop, dust limited the visibility to one’s own situation. The questions came, as they always did, echoing from many miles away, through many generations, passing through today. The whys and why nots. The curses followed, of the land, the heat, the drought, the failing crop. The prayers came, passing over dried lips, uttered by swollen tongues, mumbled in failing hope. And still the thunder rumbled, the water laden clouds roiled and taunted, the warm moist wind blew across the fields, a promise too many miles away.
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