When You Finally Have Nothing Poem by RIC BASTASA
When You Finally Have Nothing
the soil has gone barren
rivers run dry
blue clouds fade
the horizon is gray
your hands have nothing
and it is this time
when you can discern the
true color of
your surrounding
when your eyes show the
sleepless moment
you see them moving away
from you
you thank that moment
when the pool becomes crystal
clear
even the dry leaves
that leave sooner
shall tell the truth
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