Sep 2014
Your living water
ferments my soul.
Out spills wineโ
a sweet elixir
for thirsty souls,
for hungry hearts.
(Your drinking songs
soothe parched throats)
For our hangovers:
Your living water
ferments my soul.
Out spills wineโ
a sweet elixir
for thirsty souls,
for hungry hearts.
(Your drinking songs
soothe parched throats)
For our hangovers:
Your living water
A glorious cycle
(Brisbane, Australia)
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