Wishing Well

Mon, 09/14/2020 - 12:20 -- Jbisst

I wish there was a well where we could gather at the beginning of the day
To greet one another and commit to our desire for holiness.
Even if our eyes are sleepy
We could meet with empty cups and fill ourselves with life.
We could drink deeply and splash our faces.
We could start out fresh.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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