Hungry

Your hand reaches into my heart
Into my life;
My entire being quakes in Your presence.
I am humbled by Your soul song
Consume me, quench me;
Blanket me in Your grace.

I thirst for You hours on end
Hunger pains keep me subdued on the ground,
Yet I refuse to seek You;
The eternal bread and water,
and quench my thirst with foolish desires.
Hurling me further into this pit of reckless abandonment and hunger;
Always hungry.

Mahala Sarah Woodford