An unquenchable thirst within my soul sees me longing for water from a stream that flows. In spite of my efforts to drink from it, I just cannot seem to get enough.
I’ve an unquenchable thirst within my soul that is expressed in different ways.
It’s a longing which never seems to disappear.
I drink and drink but still I’m never satisfied.
Unbelievably, I still feel as though my mouth is dry.
My stomach is empty.
- – -
“Where is the water?” I cried.
“Give me cool flowing water! I want to drink of this precious stream.”
My heart races as it longs for more and more.
It’s through my penetrating vision that I know how much more of it I desire.
My hands will never stop trying to grasp for this cool liquid.
- – -
My splashing around continues to extend into the night.
This evolves when the sun is bright and extends into the dark of night.
It’s my longing that sees a delight as I thirst for this dream that flows by.
You my babbling water runs into the Danube.
And, I wonder why in spite of it all, my thirst keeps welling up within me.
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