Drawn To The Water

  
I’m drawn to the water,

And I don’t know why.

My hands are dirty,

As I walk on by.
I stroke your feet,

And I don’t know why.

My heart is leaping,

As I walk on by.
I clutch your garment,

And I don’t know why.

My thoughts are not mine,

As I walk on by.
I look into Your eyes,

And I don’t know why.

My cheeks are wet,

As I walk on by.
I’m drawn to the water,

And I now know why.

My thirst is quenched, 

As I no longer walk on by.
-S. Gable