My Soul Is As Dust Poem by James McLain
My Soul Is As Dust
Many cracks harbor water glimpses
of my past long gone I cannot
see my face
Motes with wings gather vultures sing
a song unspoken lost in age
of dust it covers all
the stone
free the mirror lost in water stinging me
a soul as dust wont fill
my bowl
walking waking undertaking journey lasting
burning let me go to
find my home
eyes of fire never dry dust now fills my soul
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