" Holy' by David Tolk
I am your earth
You are my water
Rain your Truth
Over my parched soul
Turn tears into
Raindrops
Seeping into
My parchedness
Speak seedlings
Into life
Create
In me
a lush
Garden
Where the Son
Shines
And Living Water
Quenches
Little sprouts
Reaching for
The sky
Leaves open wide
Stems strong
Singing a song
That only
You can hear.
And I will be
The steadfast
Olive tree.
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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