Thirst Quencher

Both young and old, the zebras came, To dare to drink again. Not one of these would know God's Name, Yet He had sent the rain... So while the zebras drank their fill, From empty to the brim, Not one of these possessed the skill To offer thanks to Him... The sizzling sun shone in the sky Providing heat and light, Yet none of these could question why Each owned the gift of sight... The cool, cool breeze began to blow... To grant them some relief, Yet none of these would ever know True faith or true belief... Yet there was love within their hearts, As they stood side-by-side. This precious gift that never parts, For conscience is its guide... While water brings both joy and strife, Without it, love would end... May God help zebras to survive, With water as their friend... Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2011. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Thirst Quencher'. More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com