Remember: ‘I want to be changed from the shadow in the tomb like water rushing over us, the tide pulls from the moon’ – wfitz

don’t forget why you’re here, boy
or where you are,
from the green sloping hills that turn
so abruptly
to the endless stretch of land, the sand
that pelts your face,
wipes away at all that grace
to let the sun replace you
when she will rise,
and a thousand miles away,
it seems, those beams
in the dust kicking up all along the horizon,
will settle,
and when you squint your eyes,
Mecca will arise

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