soul parched,
i need a sip
of living water
body famished,
i want a slice
of heaven’s bread
mind wearied,
i desire goblet
of wine divine
heart stained,
i wash in flow
of crimson blood
strength dead
i will rise to taste
celestial food
Joining Mish at dVerse Poets for quadrille #74 prompt on “sip”.
a poem in my pocket 
Mar 18, 2019 @ 11:09:25
Love this Lynn! Thank you so much for sharing. I appreciate that.
Mar 18, 2019 @ 13:48:12
You’re welcome, Dawn.
Mar 04, 2019 @ 03:47:04
yes, this. I need a taste of heaven also
Mar 05, 2019 @ 10:28:14
Don’t we all?!
Mar 03, 2019 @ 16:21:40
Bountiful supply!
Grace be with you
Mar 03, 2019 @ 16:24:50
Yes…and thank you.
Mar 03, 2019 @ 15:17:15
Just reading John’s account of the woman at the well. Mot sure I can sip…I’m gulping and I know you are too. Happy Lent.
Mar 03, 2019 @ 16:25:28
Lenten blessings to you too, Victoria!