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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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