Drought

Spiritual drought
Within and without
Harsh uncertainties
Bleak eternities
I call out His name
Not one answer came
I sought him further
Cried out in prayer
All hope surely lost
Dear unmoving cross
Then he came rushing
He was not hiding
He is majesty
Healed this malady
I was in error
Faith had grown rarer
Pleaded forgiveness
Grace beats emptiness
Brought an end to doubt
Momentary drought

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