the well remains
a deep dim reflection
of the sky above
its eye watches
time drag through
the sky above
its wet pupil
waits for more
moisture to leak
from the sky above
its only holy hope
for existence is
from the sky above
after buckets dip
deeper into the well
and it recedes further
into the cold abyss
and faces who peer
into the eye of the well
have come and gone
passing by to either
heaven or hell
the soulful eye
deep in the ground
still watches its lover
in the sky above
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