Thirsty

We are strangers, we are aliens

We are exiled homo sapiens

Wandering in the wilderness

Pilgrims in this mortal mess

In this land that is not our own

With fire in the belly, fire in the bones

Yet here our souls get parched and dry

It would be such gain to die

We are thirsty, quench our thirst

Living water reverse the curse

Let us drink deeply hear our cry

Till our desert souls are satisfied

We languish in a barren land

Of shifting winds and shifting sand

Wandering and wondering when

We will see what might have been

We are seeking the latter rains

Where the main things become plain

We seek solace from the sun

In the wilderness we’re undone 

We are thirsty, quench our thirst

Living water reverse the curse

Let us drink deeply, hear our cry

Till our desert souls are satisfied

All delusions are burned away

All illusions now give sway

To the good the beautiful and true

When kingdom come we find in You.

We are thirsty, quench our thirst

Living water reverse the curse

Let us drink deeply , hear our cry

Till our desert souls are satisfied

June 18,2024

Anthony Foster