Rain Upon My Soul

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My soul is thirsty but I have no more to give

The spring has all but dried up within me

My body decays as I long for this quenching

How am I to live in this state of utter need?

To thrive as everything around me withers

The living among this wasteland of the dead

Exposed to emotions of loss and utter pain

I pray for rain to come and relieve my soul

Tears that will wash away the dust and filth

Revealing new growth and revitalizing the old

Changing that which I was into what I will be

Newness of life and a soul once again full of joy

I must hope, I must believe, I must have faith

If the rain does not come I fear all will be lost©

by Mac

 

 

17 Comments

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17 responses to “Rain Upon My Soul

  1. I don’t understand but just feel your words.

  2. Hélène/Mother Willow

    Beautifully sad Mac. Great write.

  3. I really connected with this one. ♥ Very well done! 🙂 I love this.

  4. The melancholy is palpable.Beautiful piece!

  5. Beautiful, wonderful and powerful words. I liked them and I agree with them.

  6. Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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