Watcher

A story about my special place, my well, I found one day and it keeps springing forth a flow of Love to me and I share it with You. Peace

When I went to my Well

There may have been a Spell

For I thought I saw a Watcher

Was that really a Watcher

At my Well

There was a mist there in the Night

And I knew as I turned I should not Fight

But listen and keep my eyes Peeled

I sat there quietly and slowly I Kneeled

At my Well

When I went to my Well

I felt like I was under a Spell

It seemed there was something There

I could feel it surround me in the Air

At my Well

As I approached as many times Before

Something seemed to move, secret Door

Could have been an Angel or Watcher

Don't know if it was a He or a Her

At my Well

When I went to my Well

There may have been a Spell

For I thought I saw a Watcher

Was that really a Watcher

At my Well

This was a special visit for Me

The Mystery helped me to See

That my Well is a sacred Space

A place where I can see my Heavenly Face

In my Well

You might think my well is in the Forest

A place where animals may come to Rest

But you won't find it out there Dear

Because it is only inside of me Here

That's my Well

Everything I am and create flows from It

The place I go when I feel that I don't Fit

When I need to recharge and Grow

I go there to find my Flow

From my Well

The last time I went to my Well

There may have been a Spell

For I thought I saw a Watcher

Was that really a Watcher

At my Well