God Poems, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

Apotheosis (NaPoWriMo Day 1)

Mortal soul in
mortal vessel broken
spilled out on earth

Thick water on wanting
ground
too dry to drink

God puts his
lips to the dusty
puddle and is slaked

-M.

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