roar

Posted: February 27th, 2010 | Filed under: life | Tags: | 7 Comments »

the well within her is deep

countless lovers leave her cheap

the goat wants to be a sheep

failure’s seeds. pain’s harvest reap

bundles stacked up in a heap

she draws water for her tongue

like the kill she’s almost strung

her book of songs is unsung

lost from dreams to which she clung

once a child, but never young

He’s here now, making her think

His glory, showing her stink

sin writes with permanent ink

He can tell she’s on the brink

from His well, offers a drink

drink from me. thirst no more

I’ll transform the weeds you bore

you’re my daughter, not a whore

rest while I settle the score

beasts can growl, but I can roar

inspired by the woman at the well in John 4.


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