Apperception
like warm breath
on cool mornings
whisper
gently of you
misted stillness holds
the blue sky
of you
imbuing
mountains
clear passage
like fine gold
to parched and barren
deserts of gentle wealth
cries
with joy knowing truth
September 6, 2019
Yalto Poems Only Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
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