The Thirst For A Meaning, Is It In A Zoom Party?

The thirst for what heals or builds comes only to those who are hungry for it. Blessed are those who hunger and have the thirst for …, for they shall be filled. What do you hunger and thirst for, or what are you running away from discovering? We try to run, we fill our thirst with anything, running away from our thirst. The thirst for the answer to life, for the meaning of life.

The thirst for a meaning is strong, like a parched hole in a frozen desert
Just like you, I look for it everywhere, and in anything I experience
A search for friendship, love, and meaning behind what is unseen

This is about the third time for her, her thirst for a meaning is strong
She is asking if she can do it, why she is doing it, how she will do it

She has become the 'Zoom party' organizer, the go-to specialist
Not a role she is loving or want to do, but I kept urging her on
Even though I also query the idea of a party without a party?
Definitely not a first choice, but to win the battle against coronavirus
The party must go on - with or without a party

'Trying to get my Zoom party going' she mentioned
I could immediately smell the thirst for a meaning unfolding
'Hard work' she said. 'Not sure why I volunteered to do it'
What can I do, but encourage her on, 'service is love', I chip in
'Hmmm, frozen love?' I could smell the thirst for... getting stronger

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The thirst for a meaning, searching for the why, reason for the trouble 
'I am thinking, why, why, why, did I do this to myself?' she is moaning
It is never too late, to discover, nurture, and find your true self
Never too late, to be the better you, the true you that you ought to be

Love. Service. Relationship. Giving. FAMILY - sources of the thirst for ...
'True. But it is hard work. Devastating hard work, but I cannot run
Especially when I am not naturally gifted in that area'

Nothing good comes easy. 
Mediocre or mediocrity is the hallmark of lack of love, or a thirst
You do not know the true extent of your innate capability 
Until faced with issues that takes you out of your comfort zone

Those who wants to grow takes the challenge
They embark on the journey of history and soul searching
A journey they return from, never to return to again
Not to the bottom where they started the journey from

Seeds comes alive, different waking up morning for each seed type
They struggle to break free from the hindrance placed by the top soil
A new life breaks free from the entanglements of egg shell
Greasy coverings, nurturing safe haven is no longer good enough
Fear of waiting prey cannot hold back, generations steps to follow
The excitement of an unknown new world to explore beckons

A bright new day must always fight to emerge, smile and shine
The horrors of dreadful pitch darkness can only hold for defined hours 
And never for once is daylight held back by darkness beyond it's time
No matter how dark the pitch darkness is, it gives way to a new day

'You know how to dig these things out' she smiles, finding her voice
'My love, my friend of many decades, what can I do without you?'
'Dig wetin? I am not a well digger', I quickly correct her
'But you should dig a well before you are thirsty' I explain
He who has no thirst has no business at the fountain
The thirst for a meaning, soul food from a fountain of wisdom

'I did not mean that you are a well digger', she continue, face lighted up
'It was well written, you dig wells of words, so beautifully crafted
You sooth my pains, confusion, and relieve my thirst
Your fountain is really a well spring of words. I admire you'

So stressed I have not opened my laptop today
That is good, but you opened it for me, and I am grateful
I have mine opened though, just starring at your words

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