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Prayers For Greater Rains

Prayers for Greater Rains
David J Walker

I am no
	Stranger to this land
I know each name 

Of the forest of grasses 
In the trails carved of rain

And the crease of crevasses 
that travail the passes to the

Mesa’s that fain the same calling
As far away snowcapped mountains 

That refrain from falling down
And bowing to the 

Torrents of wind 
That are back again 

To claim 
The exposed framework of

Plowed farmlands exposed by 
Farm-men 

Who live in the holiness and
loneliness of the red dust 

of their own making
solitude for the taking

I am no
	Stranger to the pains
Of bowing to demands of

Of living off the lands 
Of meager means and smaller gains

And that which remains  
Of the prayers for grater rains

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