Magic well 2

“The best water …”

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The well has spoken to me
The well has touched me
The well has listened to me.

Quenched my thirst
I turn my head
No wind
No cloud
Everything is too perfect.

“Unshed tears”
-What have you told me about?
-Magic well.

My head gets dull
It clouds me
I’m going…

And the tears
They start to spill out
And they run off the cheeks.

They make a pond
And from there comes a toad
The humidity has woken him up.

I bend over and look at it
He too
And he talks to me.

Of dampness
Of the water
From puddles
Of when it rains
From when there is drought.

-What you see belongs to you
-The well has already told you
-And I come to take care of you
-To guide you.