Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Rising tide of desire, obsession
for the land, imposes its will
as celestial masses interrelate
with their relative weights
filling the retreat of longing
flowing in, flooding empty
recesses of yearning
without volition, as cloud volumes
cumulus of condensation
overcasts in billows, swollen surge
to stretch the day, hold hope
a little longer, draw low the reservoirs
until gravity opens the gates in hours, a deluge of water reserved.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 7/17/2012