Post Climax Relief

by herespang

The Rain came down

And washed all the Noises



For the first time,

I was taken astray,

Far away,

To distant Lands 

Where I would find myself 



Free to breathe the same


Of consistency—


So that no matter where 

My feet settle—

The Sierras or

The Himalayans,


I would still keep

That which

No Man

Can ever take away.