by Marie Elena


Photo by Keith R. Good

For this I’ve learned – we’re not immune
To dampened dreams beneath the moon
Where love lies fallow, barren, spent;
Where thirsting hearts are spurned and rent.

My Jesus, quench my burning need
And to your living water, lead
Where charred remains of love are nursed;
Where hearts will thrive and never thirst.

John 4:14 “… but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst.”

© Marie Elena Good – 2012