The Well

Ley Line

Free myself of myself
Empty myself of myself
Clean myself of myself
So I can fill it up

There's a love beneath me
Rows and rows of stories sleep
Past chapters speaking
It's just a matter of remembering

There's a well beneath me
Echoes ring under my feet
I heard: Begin believing
In all the rooted seeds

Growing in the deep

Light moves through me
All will be restored in beauty


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