“Seek and you shall find ask and the door shall be opened to you.” My maker whispered to me in the crying hours of the ancient noontime sun I blinked  and wiped away the caking mud from the corners of my mouth ”I’m thirsty” was all I could muster manage with the part of the spirit that was trapped within Water poured from your fingertips wetted my lips and mouth You say again and again “I am the living water Drink and you will never thirst again.” This poem is from my chapboo

A poem from Shall Fear No Evil

He walks along, the great wise lion Shall I take a drink?

Liquidate any uptight Feelings that wrap around your arms

When you plus and minus  All the reason that I love The way you smile

Holding back parts of  Your lovely little heart

Seek and you shall find ask and the door shall

A reflection written in poetic form

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