Survivors
Plants that grow on arid spaces,
They thrive in the midst of the driest deserts;
They survive on slopy rock edges;
They bear the scourge and ravages of ages.
Even in the depth of gusty circumstances,
like the sun, they shine, even in chancy races;
They always light up a glow in their faces
like an image of true love, full of sweet gazes.
Like love that comes from unexpected places,
they are the signs and the latent traces
that hopeful hearts can unravel their mazes
and survive to dwell in their eternal bases.
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2022
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