Many waters call to me
Amid the dry hot desert
Hot sun beats down
Longing for waves
To wash away weariness
.
The dusty road ahead
I trek over hardened rock
Burdens weigh me down
Pressing against gravel
Grit against my soul
.
Tired body presses forth
Distant shore in view
Cool breeze welcomes me
Calming waves beckon
Many waters soothe me
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