a holy invention

She had a holy thirst
— cynthia lee

I have a holy thirst
a thirst for holy

I have been parched
clawing through the sand
looking for holy

Desiring that in my life
which has deeper meaning
than I will ever
be able to explain

The mystery, the magic, the mystical
Wrap it up
Stir it together
Give me something to believe in

Just as I must create myself
Design my way of living
I see now that
Holy is waiting for me
To invent what I need
For myself

There is nothing out there
That will fill this thirst
All I need is
Already withing me