I witch for water.
Walking blindly,
I concentrate on my effort.
I am desperate,
you say.
You watch for rain.
Staring blindly,
you believe it will come.
You have faith,
you say.
It is in your nature
to trust in what you need.
Nature does not need you.
I witch for water;
you watch for rain.
Originally published in Stone Path Review – Spring 2014: Volume 3, Issue 10
Rachel Nix 
I really like the language of this piece. It’s beautiful.
Thank you; I appreciate ya reading.
You’re welcome. I really appreciate people who can write poetry because I can’t. ha I just stick to short stories.
Haha! Well I’m envious of anyone who can write prose. I’ve tried so many times, but I just don’t have the stamina for it. I’ll have to go take a gander at your work soon. 🙂
Thanks very much. That’s kind of you. I guess that’s why art has so many forms, so everyone can find their medium and form of said medium.
That’s a fantastic way to look at it. ❤
Thank you, again. (-:
My pleasure, dear. 🙂
Gorgeous! In just once circumstance, you’ve shown two completely different point of views.
Thanks very much!
*sigh* even if it’s not new to me, it’s still lovely. 🙂
Haha.. Thank you, Julia. 🙂