this beauty is fleeting

but it is beauty nonetheless

I believe in a fountain that will never dry,
though I’ve thirsted and didn’t have enough.
Thirst is no measure of his faithfulness.
He withholds no good thing from us.

—Sara Groves ‘Open My Hands’

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