Tuesday, June 30, 2009


my soul is thirsty
for the life that
comes from 
the spirit of god.

come oh holy god
and breathe
on these bones that are 
as dry as the dust of the earth.

as deep cries out to deep
so my soul calls
out to christ my savior.

to be like a tree 
planted next to the 
satisfying riverbed
is the longing of my heart.

here i am 
communing with the
one my heart loves.

and here i ask -
hold me close to your bosom
and speak tenderly
with the wind of your spirit.

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