Living Water

PAD Challenge day 26; write a water poem

We weigh our will with wanting

And weep that we are cursed

With intransigent taunting

Of begging, bleeding thirst

We stuff our cheeks and plunder

 Earth's bread-crumb luxuries

While groaning as we wonder

What will this thirst appease?

Our pockets bulge with bondage

The well of transient bliss

Lures us, like eager children

To drink its emptiness

We clamor for sweet nectar

To quaff our guilt and greed

Is there nothing but water

To fill this mouth of need?

Will we, for all existence

Be damned to drink in vain?

The hollow of resistance

Our perpetual pain?

Hark; hope pours from Love’s fountain

Spoken to sinners first

Pure, precious words of Promise

To satisfy our thirst

‘I give you Living Water,

A Well-spring from within

And everyone who drinks from it

Will never thirst again’

© Janet Martin