This Love Is Invincible.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the river that ran dry,
the water of the well that is gone,
the river has dead rotten fish
moss dried, stones dusty,
the water of the well we miss
we ask for the reason why
did we miss the vein somewhere?

we will manage, we will wait for the rain.
we shall make the most of what was left
in the well that ran dry,
we will look for water somewhere
we shall listen to the music from
its depth,
that classical music of emptiness,
calm the mind, appease the heart,
we must still be sticking it out
together,
this love is invincible.