Thirst for Life

Wet thy whistle

Seize the day

'Fore shadows fall

And catch the prey

When Sun lays down

Into its grave

Upon the ocean's

Sapphire waves

Wet thy whistle

Freely drink

Of crystal waters

From the springs

Of heaven's rain

Upon the soil

Softened heart

From whence you toil

Wet thy whistle

Joy for life

A spring that wells

From deep inside

That never dries

And tastes of sweet

That's shaded by

The arbored trees

Wet thy whistle

Offer, fresh

To others found,

Athirst; do quench

And shade them;

Hope, the branch and thistles

A canopy

'Til wet's their whistle