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one glance,

of your clear blue eyes

like beckoning waters

sparkling in sun,

one drop

of your presence,

your peace,

lapped up

by the cracks and crevices

of this dry, weary soul,

restores me,

sets me right,

grounds me,

and replenishes me,

for just the next step,

one more.

I praise you for the drop,

the waterfalls,

the trickles,

the rivers and streams,

it is all you,

to faithfully guide me,

discipline me,

bless me,

and lead me straight to you.