deep yearnings,
dry heart.
Eyes sting,
hard to see,
Nothing to see.
Heartfelt cry,
echoes back,
no other voice.Stillness...
Feet sink
every step harder
walk on, or,
stop and die.
Only one hope,
just one,
one Word,
my only hope.
One Word
has the sound of gushing torrents,
speaks of unimaginable beauty,
feels of coolness and goodness.
One Word that heals,
drives out fear,
strengthens my feet,
opens my eyes,
fills my heart...
changes my mourning into dancing.
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