Leave It All At The Well

Leave It All At The Well

Says the Woman at the well,
how majestic is my own plan
When the reins to my life are in
my own hand

Now, I know of a stone well
that rises up, a ways in the golden desert,
under the white sunburst
where I go when I often thirst.
It reaches into the parched sand
and brings water, a lifeline, to my hand
Sometimes I satiate my thirst through a man
they get rid of that thirst, I promise they can…
If only temporarily
they may never marry me eternally
but they love me, literally

So I compromise my purity
just because he
thinks I’m pretty…
We all take drastic measures
to get to the pleasures
that relieve the pressures…
right?

My dark desires, they’re so enticing
not just the cake, but the golden icing
sweetness laced with subtle poison
customized for the one its chosen
customized- that poison makes me crave
that poison makes me thirst

Constantly thirsting
constantly searching
continuously stalling
continuously falling

Thirsting for more
searching for something more
stalling to come to you
falling without you

I gravitate towards these men
wife of none, slave of ten
who use me and abuse me
then leave me, hurt and alone
so here I fall at the foot of your throne

what kind of throne is this?
a humble well built of bricks
here is where I find you,
face full of bliss, kindliness
I can offer you my drink
but its not that which you seek
but to snatch me from the brink

You immediately, clearly see the cracks
in my masks. My faults.
Without a word, though the exterior
you see my soul, my interior
and the gaping hole
that is empty from days of longing
with filth of the earth, the hole is clogging.

with one glance, with one word
you know everything I’ve felt
you know everything I’ve done
you know that I’ve never won
this battle, my army consisting of just 1

You didn’t hesitate to lay it all out
turning my life inside out
humbling me through my disparities
I resemble the dirt on your feet comparatively

But you don’t leave me there, down
you pick me up, offer me a crown
to be the princess of your kingdom
instilling me with wisdom
and the knowledge that
your grace is sufficient
to take my past and wipe it clean
so now to you do I cling

Running towards your grace
running towards your mercy
into your fatherly arms,
your melodious voice, it resonates
whispering sweet words of grace
now that you’ve given me living water
no longer  will I falter
Because I cannot keep consuming this salty water
When I now am drinking the living water
Just as salt and fresh cannot come from the same spring
Neither can I deny that you are King

at this well, this throne, each brick that is laid
is a sin I’ve been repaid
Leaving all my sins there
no room in my heart to spare
because of what His son did for me
He knew he would bleed
to save a wretch like me
and be the reason I receive living water
that would feed
my soul and I would never need
to look anywhere but Him for what I need.

His well of love,
oh his deep, bottomless well filled with love,
only my heart can tell
how grateful I am
that into darkness my bucket disappears
but filled to the brim with overflowing love it reappears
every time...

So you brothers and sisters
drinking water polluted with salt,
who think your lives are so great
please don’t make my same mistake