We Are As The Dew On A Prairie
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Mark Heathcote
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We are as the dew on a prairie
flowers amongst limestone graves
entrenched in the living rock
watered by bird song
Engulfed in nettle stings
we are but charcoal smoke rings
fasting on a single drawn-out breath
resting on a forward-moving breeze
We are a clutch of eggs
encased in a bough of creeping ivy
squawking franticly upwards
up at the midnight sun
We are the covenant
the rainstorm before the rainbow
slew by the swords of angels
we are the dewdrops on the prairie-
flowering amidst the entire universe.
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