I desire depth.

No shallow swim of words can please this soul.

Can you see how cold that water is to drink, now?

Is your thirst really quenched as you are?

I reached for the handle to pour a glass, and it all came out untimely fast.

On you.

For me.

Unfamiliar.

Look into my oceans.

Deep.

Look to where the rivers run.

Look into life–it has has only just begun!

Life is joy and pain.

Life is beauty and brain.

Life is water and land.

Life can be even better hand in hand.

Life is growing and learning and loving when it is hard!

Throw off anchors of mediocre and mundane.

What he has. What she has.

What have you?

A world of depth awaiting beyond the next hue!

Fill up your glass with relationship – not religion.

Throw off the weight of that float you’re drifting on.

Walk buoyantly on that water – trusting.

To my island.

Where I’m always waiting with a full glass.

For you.