three days

three days since i felt the waters fall, came far from spleen to hear the call, from here to there against the stream, wish you could feel just what i mean, to dig with hands in barren earth, we scrape until we find rebirth, far too late and too alone, confronted with perceived stone, through eyes that seem as heaven sent, or wills that will not e'er relent, let's drink the deep and giving cup, the healing springs e'er 'turneth up, the lengths to which the soul will go, to put cisterns back tilting up, on smiles and wisps as children would, overcome the dross as we e'er should, in wilderness these things are clear, solutions ring eternal here, it's yours and mine to bleed it true, it's three days since i tasted you...