The Well

Shoved into the spring were corpses Rotting flesh loosened from the bones Poisoning the sacred water Reflections faded on it's surface Images cloned dead and dull Radiant water muddled murky We shunned from our juniper tree Forsook the familiar spruce Walked away from the good well We were feeling shameful and scared Silently stumbling forward Pondering the perpetrators Choked werе the waters of life Cloggеd the good veins of Earth Shattered was the sacred mirror No more was the spring a-singing Stifled were the speaking spirits Strangled was the flowing fount Walked away from the good well Pondering the perpetrators We shunned from our juniper tree Forsook the familiar spruce Walked away from the good well We were feeling shameful and scared Silently stumbling forward Pondering the perpetrators Had a stranger’s hand or one of us In the night the blessed betrayed Had a stranger's hand or one of us In his madness ruined the gift We shunned from our juniper tree Forsook the familiar spruce Walked away from the good well We were feeling shameful and scared Silently stumbling forward Pondering the perpetrators Walked away from the good well Pondering the perpetrators

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Mar 26, 2026