The Appetite of the Soul

2026-06-07

“The Appetite of the Soul”

```I fed my body first each day, Yet still my spirit drifted gray.

For bread alone will not sustain The parts of me that bear Your name.

I chased the noise, I chased the flame, I chased the praise, I chased the game.

But every feast left emptier air— A banquet served with nothing there.

Then stillness spoke: “What do you crave?”

Not gold, not praise, not power to save.

But truth that lives beyond the skin— A fire without, a light within.

And there I learned what hunger means: Not lesser bread, but deeper dreams.

Not what I take, but what I give—

The way I’m called to truly live. ```