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Why must I hear the tempting gurgle Of the life giving stream A sound wet with promise Of refreshment Why must I see The alluring rush of movement Liquid heaven An enticing flow Beckoning me to immersion Why must I but lie here Dying for want of water? The sandpaper of my lips Not even welcoming A tongue cracked With not a drop of moisture to bring relief To assuage the grief Or parched dreams My throat constricts contractions that fail to produce Life I’m dying My skin dry I lie Devoid of liquid to cry tears Why? WHY? Why Am I here Beside this life giving stream Tormented Where is the angel To lift my weary head And gently pour this water On my waiting lips Patiently ministering Again and again Liquid healing Waiting…. Till I’m somewhat revived To carry me Slowly Purposefully into waiting watery wetness of heaven Until I am baptized In liquid bliss I’m dying here Here on the edge I see I hear I can almost taste Feel The stream of your love bathing me quenching me freeing me healing me Forbidden to drink Forbidden to taste Forbidden to touch Forbidden to love Forbidden to LIVE But why? Why must I die? When the water of life Is nearby Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/16/2014 9:09:00 AM

Based on all these glowing comments I would say the stream is flowing full force!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 9:10:00 AM

Thank you, Richard. You are kind to me.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 7/15/2014 6:25:00 PM

excellent title for a very powerful poem! this one is a gem, eileen...

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:05:00 AM

You bring me joy, Ilene. I love you. Thanks for being so sweet and checking up on me from time to time. Hugs.

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 7/15/2014 4:46:00 PM

I enjoyed reading this and hope to read more of your words. Thank you for them and happy writing. God bless you.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:07:00 AM

Thank you, Regina, for reading and posting a comment. I'm touched by the visit. Will swing by to see you soon!

Justin Bordner

Date: 7/15/2014 3:27:00 PM

Oh wow Eileen, your work is adrenaline heaven for me. I can feel, and understand the weight of your desperation and need for divine refreshment. Angels love us most when we are on the edge of panic and despair, your angel is close. Sometimes we must wait, dying, before the Stream is ready for the gifts of our spirit. That 6th verse is awesome! You are phenomenal woman! Guess what, another masterpiece FAV., its true! J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:10:00 AM

Adrenaline heaven...What a sweet sweet phrase! What high praise. May I post that on FB? Phenomenal Woman...Maya Angelou would be proud! ;) Glad you liked the sixth...and that you are faving my work, Justin. I'm touched. I believe you!

Jack Ellison

Date: 7/15/2014 2:37:00 PM

WOW is right!!! A brilliant write, my dear lady! I'm ashamed I haven't visited more often in the past. I've been missing your oh so creative writes! Loving hugs, Kenny XOXOX

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:11:00 AM

Kenny...I've missed you. Yes, you have neglected me for quite a while, and yet...I'd try to visit you as often as I could....I forgive you! ;) That's because you are so awesome! Welcome! HUGS

Keith O.J. Hunt

Date: 7/15/2014 1:15:00 PM

Pure emotion Eilleen! Wow!! Always~~Keith

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:11:00 AM

Keith...thank you for reading and taking the time to post a comment. I appreciate it. Will be by to visit soon.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 7/15/2014 1:14:00 PM

A tremendous write Eileen! So full of emotions ,, really loved the read! Thanks for sharing!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:13:00 AM

An honor to have a visit from you, Dr Upma. Thank you for your kind words! :) Have a great day!

Poet Tacito

Date: 7/15/2014 11:12:00 AM

Drink up & refill...for a heart's glass should always be half-full, no matter who tries to steal a sip from ones' cup. Splendid.

Poet Tacito
Date: 7/16/2014 11:09:00 AM

This Sunday there will be one. :) Either Nette or Raymond will be the guest.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:14:00 AM

DRAKE!!! If you don't do another show...ASAP...I'm going to go mad! Ok....there is your mandate! PLEASE! Hurry! I've missed you. Thanks for reading...and posting...lovely...as usual! Hugs

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/15/2014 9:44:00 AM

You have a living fountain within you my dear. No reason for you to be parched, simply let it flow to every molecule of your being. Hugs Rick.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:25:00 AM

Richard...you are right, of course, but sometimes...it is that outside refreshing that is needed. Sometimes, it is good just to lie back and be ministered to...and be loved...and cherished...and idolized. Perhaps that is just the dreamer in me...weaving dreams again. Thanks for your visit...be blessed.

Glenn Johnson

Date: 7/15/2014 9:35:00 AM

Eileen Powerfully touched my own questions about my mortality. Thanks for sharing. Ohhh . . .I did not respond to your comments because I did not how to access the reply. Thanks for your taking the time read and comment on my poems. Glenn

Eileen Manassian
Date: 7/16/2014 2:26:00 AM

Thank you for the explanation. As you can see...I'm going to stay. I can't turn my back on what I love best and dearest...writing. Thank you for visiting and commenting.