Like a dry branch on oak tree,
Thirsty for Your Word
The substance of our existence
I've lost the nutrients of the Holy Spirit
The daily chores, and wordly cares
Have choked on my branch
Little by little, spending less time with You
Scriptures, hymns have become a memory,
A lingering nostalgy sets in.....
Memories of your Fatherly voice, with Your tender touch to erase the suffering
Fight!Fight!cries out the branch,
Remaining vessels dig deep into the trunk before it's too late
Searching for THE ELEMENT
The branch gives all that it has,
To stay alive, not wanting to lose its character
Breakthrough!Breakthrough! is on its way
Charging across the sky, the rain approaches
It seeps into the roots to reach the branches
The Source has returned, with a renewal
Bursting forth life, a new beginning!
Rebirth is at hand
Its powerful force leaves us amazed
Worthy is its power, worthy is its grace
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