Which Our Soul Craves

A weekends afternoon
In humidity’s wall
Just to sit and rest
In Your arms to fall

Honesty be spoken
The heart of what I feel
Words flow in a quiet prayer
That our God is real

Comfort in consuming
Now without a care
Being of together
Rest of binding share

Tranquil is the moment
Reflection comes in waves
Practicing of trust
Of that which our soul craves

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