So this is what it feels like.
It's been so long that I'd forgotten.
Like a thirsty man in the desert
Or a starving man with a steak
Or a sinner remembering grace.

I have travelled the roads of it
Through the highest mountains
Through the lowest plains
Through the deepest caves
Over the widest rivers
Beyond the largest ocean.

It meets me in the morning like the dew on the grass or mist from a waterfall.
And stays with me until after sunset, like a kiss goodnight or the chirping of the crickets.

Even my dreams and daydreams cannot withhold what I'm containing within.
Surely it will spill out and shine brighter than a thousand noontime suns.

I'm in love again.