He Quenched My Thirst

I cannot describe it plainly

It’s like a child sprinting from the waves

Or a sickness that engulfs the body vainly
It sends our souls to our graves

It’s like the shadows of yesterday are coming
And illusions attack you from behind

But the battle drums keep drumming

And the troops are all aligned

And their swords have been revealed

And my mind embraces new release

For the source of life is no longer concealed  

And the moans within have deceased

Now I’m jumping instead of running

And revitalizing all that was dead

This ink and paper that is beyond stunning!

My foes have now all fled!

There’s a sweetness in the air

I can taste that it is good

The fragrance is drifting from over there

I’d take you with me if I could!

But alas, this journey was destined for me,

Even if your bookshelf possesses the key...