I thirst
For knowledge
And meaning
And sensation
And feeling

And to be desired
And to quench my desires
And to sleep peacefully
In the arms of another

And to know God

And to eat fresh fruit
Plucked from trees

And to roam
With my ancestors
Among olive trees

And to feel my feet
On dewy grass
In the springtime

And to know youth again

And to give to the hands of the needy
And to receive gratefully, what I need

And to celebrate
For eternity
At a long, wooden table
Among full, smiling faces
Of those I adore.