from the oasis away from the well
into the wilderness i have roamed
from city to town a thirst not quenched
only now do i return to the living waters
my pale is lowered unto thy grace
its been a while a long time drawn
the rope had been severed and left to swing
with emptiness becoming a fuller space
overflowing with anything but peace
a return to the ritual the word that carries
an eternal abundance lost as it was once found
if the will desires then so shall it be
to drink and be filled by the everlasting
to be drunk on wine swaying on a tightrope
that leads to the well in the oasis
away from the wilderness never to found .
Welcome back Kumar, you were missed!