Desert

2/17/16

A poem for this season of Lent…

 

Your love is the desert

Where this dry, piercing heat

Consumes every ounce of moisture in my bones

Until they cry out, parched, for You

like the relief of water to the desperate.

 

Your longing for me is this desert

Where the burning, relentless winds

Empty me of everything

Until I have room to receive You,

Like the solace of the coolness in the evening.

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