POEM - What A Heart Is Good For

A heart is the cloud which waters
The desert that life can sometimes be:
It floods the arid grounds of fear.
It is the moist early morning air
And the spectacle of a putty red glow
That bloody dusk dances
In distant skies like fire.

It douses the thirst of all things
With the sweet waters that travel
Very long distances only
To find a path back to me.