When the Well Goes Dry
Sometimes we feel empty with nothing left inside.
We try numerous things to keep our sanity and pride.
We try buying trinkets’ that bring us joy for awhile.
But it never last for long and neither do the smiles.
Then we try a drink or two, only deadening us for a time.
So we try many other things that used to fit us fine.
But nothing seems to help when our well inside goes dry.
We are filled with emptiness with a heart that only cries.
I don’t know what you do then, but I go down on my knees.
And ask God to refill my well and ask for his reprieves.
He holds me in HIS arms and fills the depth of me.
So I again can give to others to help with their pleas.
Fill that well with the love of God and you will make it through.
You’ll bring many others with you; it’s what we’re told to do.
Get on your knees and pray to him and fill your empty well.
Your untold strength will be renewed, much more than I can tell.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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Eileen
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Be always safe,
Karen
When My well drys tempoary I write exactly bout that
About my blank idle thoughts
it seems to steer me awy from the rut I had fellen into
Love & Peace be with you
William
My well goes dry as well, and I ask my sweet Jesus to refill it, just as you do, thank you for sharing this beautiful poem
In Christ's Love
Michelle~
Such a deep and touching write with a well-stated message for all! I'm right there with you on bended-knees . . . a very resplendent poem!!
Hugs,
Lance