LONGING.....

As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you...

Psalm 42:1

longing

: a strong desire especially for something unattainable :

I seek to know the answer

to

the Mystery of the Universe.

Where did we come from?

Why are we here?

What is our purpose?

Who or What put us here?

There are no concrete answers

no cool drink for my soul,

I catch a glimmer of a stream,

as quickly as I see it,

I run to it,

feel the panting of my parched spirit,

I arrive to the sacred drinking spot

and

my soul

catches just a quick sip

of

something so wonderful

so amazing,

so deep and rich and wide

that words cannot describe it

and I'm taken away

soar if you will

to a

place to which I cannot describe...

I return...

the water is gone leaving only a dark outline along the banks...

I swallow,

savor the sweetness

and

suddenly

my longing returns...

can't get enough

want more,

seek more,

doubt comes

did I imagine that sacred place,

the surge of Energy,

the electric God bumps on my arms....

I try to think it away

the

experiential aspects of the quench.........

and

just when I'm sure

I have an overactive imagination,

the thirst begins again,

dryness

leads to longing...

and

my soul

begins to search again,

for

another

sacred

place

to get another sip

for

that/he/she/IT.

I wonder on this cool rainy Wednesday evening..

does the Mystery

ever pant for me?