Jason Zachary Guest
Bark-dark skin of warm hearts uphold Her.
Children in gardens with arms stretched, catch
A breath – both theirs and from far away.
Cherubs wash away struggle; grant a
Life without trouble; landscapes double;
Yet blisters of light lead dreams astray.
You, too, can allow sunshine to soak
Upon skin, where Her treasures hide
And mist falls, keeping worries at bay.
For verdant She stands;
She serves without demands,
Each load feeds the dreams of my brother.
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