Mary's Treasureنموونە

Quenching Thirst

In Cana we went to a great wedding feast.

They’d not planned the beverages well in the least.

The wine ran out quickly to hosts’ clear dismay

I seized the rare chance to reveal Him that day.

“Just do what He tells you,” I comfort the host.

Then water turned wine that the guests praised the most. 

Yet this great occasion was only the first

When beverage He offered would quench a deep thirst.

From streams’ living water grows righteousness oaks

Of trees firmly planted, roots no famine chokes.

I pick up an acorn, quite small, smooth and round

This seed testifies where fulfillment is found.