…”like a dry weary land without water…”

O God, you are my God, for you I long,
for you my soul is thirsting.

My body pines for you
like a dry, weary land without water.

(Photograph: a lone old bone to a deer leg/ Troup Co, GA/ Julie Cook/ 2013)
Psalm 63

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