My yearning

The sweet dew, the heavenly Mana is the thirst in my heart and the hunger in my Soul. The yearning that does not seize, for this human soul exitedly awaits for a taste of its roots, a manifestation of its essence a breath in your presence. 
    The first morning in time a glimmering light that does not fulfill the sight that exist before its time. The awakening in time,the reasoning that does not align, as each morning takes its course and I still await for the glimmer to dissapear and the  light to shine through in its essence a ray of divine.