in this thirst
i crave
for an uncommon Water
i thirst
not to quench this thirst
with any waters
but the Waters of life
i thirst
for the strange Waters
which one takes
and thirsts no more
i thirst
for these strange Waters
nothing else
nothing more.
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“In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, if any man thirst, let him come unto me and drink”. John 7: 37.
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St. John The Evangelist...Arguably one of history's finest and most passionate writers...One of my fav's...And I enjoyed this sterling work of yours...Solid crafting. ~FjR~