The Well

THE WELL It is full of water, come close And draw from it whatsoever you want Full of peace, that voices louder than words Open it for yourself and receive it Move it around, it will never get worn-out of filling itself To replace what has been used to clean up the dull room The source of it has never been known even to the holder To him comes the joy of enquiring more and more Every day the preparation for the visit continues Taking place inside the agency of the well Everything is made smooth As I raise my eye, I saw the moving water clearing the way At all times, you need a bucket to draw The amount you may need for internal use Be patient than to rash yourself So that you may not fall in the well full of water to stain it Old structure outside, but inside still new You just need to enter, for you to understand What am talking about, you may not believe it? Stretch out your hands and touch it, still here