When the desire for food is no longer quenched by the bread or salt of the earth
When the sensation of a kind word offers momentary joy
Your soul is starving for more than the physical and mental fulfillment this world has to offer.
The unconscious awareness of all things around us,
A depth of yearning a rare few will even hear,
This is not sorrow, this is not loss,
Such a need is not found in and pleasure or acquisition,
To fulfill this ancient need,
This unceasing desire
This endless dwelling of thirst and drowning,
It comes from believing, in knowing, and with living.
Not of this life, but for the a greater promise.
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