Location

Midwest USA

©2019 by Carol Everett Adams

Water, part 2

You're wondering what I say to my water.

This morning 'be well' came, or was it

'be the well.' It didn't matter

from which container, stars without number.

 

Finally I get why communion is the thing

they cling to, the symbol left for what is true,

and the bread. The words only stand for

a memory, but I say them anyway.

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