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Messiah Touch

After the day heat,

voices of the earth thirsting

beg the rain promise from lowering clouds

and winds that brush the earth with cooling.

And I from my heart desert

beg the rain promise of Samaria's well

to purge the bitter counterfeit,

finding answer and release

within healing drafts of living water

that send my spirit

new washed

with the arms and light and wind.

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