God's Word
I move to a new place –
from the desert of me
to the oasis; from the
valleys I have seeded
to the peaks I have
learned – though they
blossom when we shower
in our droughts hotly
burn –
“No substitute for God's
word!” said the Dove
to the Phoenix, both far wiser
than any chirping garden
bird –
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2021
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