Parched, you bend
beneath penetrating rays and believe I have
abandoned you. Desperate thoughts fill your minds
by day and tears fill your nights.

The day is coming
when the heavens shall pour out my abundant love
upon you like rainwater, and you will be amazed
at how loved you have always been.

You shall be
as a garden, well-watered, radiating colors
of joy and growing up into my Light, soaking in
life-giving nutrients of my abiding presence.

You lonely people,
who feel as if you barely cling to a life that fades,
will be a choir of flowers rooted deep in the song of my soul,
expressing in a thousand beautiful ways who you are in me.

Your voices will fill
earth and sky; there will be a great rejoicing, and you will
thirst no more but will drink and be fully satisfied.
Neither will you sorrow.

You shall dance
in a favorable wind and clap your hands in jubilant praise,
for on that day that is coming soon you will know
the tender mercies which have been yours.