I Know a Place
I know a place
Where one can lounge
And drink a refreshing dew
Where no worry survives
Where no sounds intrude
Where angels on its pathways
At times may be found
And religion is one truth
Where foundation meets clouds;
A place of peace.
It's under mesquite trees
Over their medusan roots
And below the blazing sun
And its omnipotent proofs.
It's by the pale mescals
Under a tender stalk
Between granite boulders
In shades of ochre and chalk
And among the cactus
Where there is silence.
Copyright © Amy Michelle Mosier | Year Posted 2023
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