Drink

Here
in the backcountry
of a universe of cosmic fire,
is this blue world.
Water surges here
in vast oceans,
tumbles in tiny streams and great rivers,
waits to flow from glacial ice,
falls from a thundering sky.
And yet so many of us
have none, or little,
thirst for a cupful
to baptize a field, or a child.
And others, arid of spirit,
yearn for more of everything,
but fail in gratitude
for this simple, holy thing.
That there is water
to drink.

--Timothy Haut, March 20, 2016