Samaritan Woman
She wanted to drink from her own well. Water came to her.
Within a short while, there went in her shrines, an unknown stir.
Give me water, you said; she said I'm a Samaritan.
Was cast, creed disparity in her culture, hidden?
A friendship, between her and you, like a creeper and tree, grew.
Her endless friendship, between God and her slowly she knew
Did she seek God, or God sought her? Didn't she have her thirst?
Well springs from all around her wells; she felt as though they burst.
Like a celluloid movie, her life moved into your mind.
Each and every flaw of her life flawlessly you could find.
She drew the whole humanity, you had no difference.
To stop all that was blocking her; she got out of the fence.
Streams and rivers of waters flowed all around Galilee.
Did the woman think that in her life all these she would see?
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