Prompt 16

Ghazal: God Knows

Now where do I go from here? God knows!
God may not speak to me, but God knows.

A forest of poets has sprung up.
How do they grow and flourish? God knows.

How can I see what I write about
When I just lost an eye tooth? God knows.

Without sleep, without food or water,
Where do these poems come from? God knows.

Tiger has lost herself in poems.
Now where does she go from here? God knows!

©Ardelle Hollis Ray

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