Wellspring of spiritual water,
It's bubbling inside me.
Gently soothes my bruised soul -
Covering Life's pain of mystery.
Unseen surging river,
Courses through body mortal -
Renewing my energy,
Forced through this open portal.
Full to overflowing,
Come stand next to me,
Let the excess splash on you -
To prime your own jubilee.
This internal source,
Never shall run dry;
For Hope springs eternal,
Keeping this flood in full supply.
Author Notes
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © All rights reserved.
Author/poet, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
Yes Joseph it should be an eternal wellspring because the man is always a thirsty bird? Thank you it's gently soothes the reader.
Man is always living on hopes. The hope spring here is the only source of happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For Hope springs eternal, ...................................... James, It is such poems which I searched... On poetry parade... 10.............................. (Thanks for the comment) Tsira