Giuseppe Möder - La Fontana |
I was thirsty
So Spirit guided me to a puddle
The water I gathered in my cup was muddy
So I learned how to purify what I had been given
And I drank
I was thirsty
So Spirit guided me to a fountain
I pumped but the fountain was dry
So I sat down and cried until the fountain was full
And I drank
I was thirsty
So Spirit guided me to an old well
The water brought up in my bucket was toxic
So I bled into the well to cleanse the water
And I drank
I was thirsty
So Spirit guided me to a crooked tree
There wasn't any water to be seen anywhere
So I dug until I found an underground spring
And I drank
I was thirsty
So Spirit guided me to my own heart
My heart was locked inside an iron cage
So I forged a key that set the sea inside me free
And I drank
Oktobre Taylor
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