The Well ..........

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By an old drinking well on the grass so green

I lay down and fell into a dream

By a strange mellow sound from a silver eyed bird

I opened my eyes but said no word


On the pathway came walking a woman so bold

Behind her in silence went the old


Ahead ran the children with joyful cries

Their faces were lifted to the skies


The woman's hair was raven and black as the night

Covered with stars shining bright


As they passed by the well I saw that their eyes
Were flaming like many coloured ice

They passed by the well like a breeze pure and clean

S
oon they were nowhere to be seen


When I woke up alone on the grass so green

I looked into the well to catch the dream

The water was rising and I felt a chill

I willed the water to be still


There was a face in the mirror like a face out of time

The eyes held a shimmery shine


There was a face in the mirror

and the face wasn't mine

The eyes held a shimmery shine