The Well Within

I dreamnt of a sacred place

Within my soul

A well of life

From which a fountain flowed

And when the thirsts of life

Laid me low

T'was to the well within

That I did go

                                                                                                                                                                 Some seek the sacred

In brick and stone

Gilded boxes and golden thrones

But its from the well within

That the fountain flows

And from its precious waters

The sacred grows