In so many deep and hidden ways,
Your one spring flows
Near the seekers cottage,
Whose thirst shall always
Be quenched.
If the source cannot be removed,
Though an enemy has tried,
Neither can the subterranean
Watering of Your fertile valleys and hills.
Forever Your thoughtful ones,
Galaxy wide,
Shall be more than satisfied,
Secretly
From its myriad
crystal flowing.
How beautifully put! I still think you're my favourite poet...
ReplyDeleteAfter 45 years of putting up with me, that's good to hear! :-)
DeleteHi - I followed your link from the Inscribe website. I enjoyed some of your poetry. You should write some more.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Sheila Webster
Fellowscript Editor
Thank-you, Sheila, The Good Shepherd in you encourages the sheep
Deletewhether by rod
or by staff,
by green pastures
or welcome droughts of living water!