There’s water in the well,
just beyond sight.
Where the day meets night;
eyes fade into haze.
Just long enough to cast
a spell that makes one wonder,
There’s water in the well.
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Biz Gainey
Pastor. Teacher. Writer.
Pastor. Teacher. Writer.
There’s water in the well,
just beyond sight.
Where the day meets night;
eyes fade into haze.
Just long enough to cast
a spell that makes one wonder,
There’s water in the well.