Holy Well
And on and on
the gully song
my tired soul renew
The gush and swell
from ancient well
Ever dripping
dropping jewel.
In mossy layers
with whispered prayers
the faerie folk awake
and smile upon
our human form
our wistful
earthly take.
Jean Anne Davis
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Delightful poem Jean Anne.
Wonderful images of the magical place.
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