The Well

The Well

Wall to wall
Each brick is placed
Around the well
To protect the water
If it overflows
From the place it dwells
Life will grow for our sons and daughters

We observe in awe
As the frame is shaking
The water gushing
The bucket breaking
The crowds rejoice
They take their fill
But was it to deny their happiness
That the well was built?

Perhaps the owner wanted to reserve the contents
Let each person take their sip and leave
Maybe he felt the water was pure
And kept it hidden from disease

But I think his motive was to stop the flood
Save the people, the animals and trees
From the overflowing and precious love
That keeps us living above the sea

See his love was a blessing
For all those around him
But if not kept hidden would destroy
At first the crowd rejoiced
Then the flood took away their boys

And swept up the women
Overwhelmed their frames
Each drop remained
Inside their veins
It engulfed them so much
That the town was lost
And the owner learned from this deep loss

So he built a dam
Kept compassion behind it
And once in a while he would
Let a little out
But love remained trapped in the well
Never to be found

Deep underground