Drown

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Psalms

How can we grow without solid food?

And how can we eat solid food

When we are starving ourselves,

Refusing even the milk within reach?

 

We are called to drown

In faith, in love, in mercy and salvation

But we sit on the shore,

Worried about our comforts

Our status and dignity

So full of our own self-love

Breathing in the poisons of our own exhalations 

From screaming at the breadth of the sea

“I am my own god!”

Surrounded by the multitudes shouting the same

And wondering why we are muted 

By the crashing of the waves

 

God won’t send the tidal wave we need

He will not extend even a glass of everlasting water

To those who do not want it

 

To him who is hungry, he will be filled

To him who is thirsty, he will quench his thirst

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