Drinking Scriptures

By Sandra L. Tolman

Absorbing the pages into my soul,

like sunlight into leaves,

I revel in the glory of words

borne aloft by wings

of faith and Spirit,

raising words from the dust

to iridescent hymns whose tones

my soul seems to recognize,

words which mean more

each time the gift is opened

and the treasure is read.

These pages blossom open

beneath my fingers,

and with an open soul

I read, and like an open vessel,

I am filled to brimming,

for these are the waters of life,

and these are His words,

and I will drink

until I thirst no more.

Photo by Craig Dimond, do not copy