Woman <br /> <br />Walking <br />in the searing sunlight <br />Glare stinging my eyes <br />with sudden tears <br />Behind the fortress walls <br />of surrounding houses <br />They surely watch <br /> <br />I can barely raise <br />one foot after another <br />Dust chokes <br />my dry mouth <br />This pot, my burden <br />Unfilled, <br />like a dead weight <br />on my body. <br /> <br />I walk <br />this daily walk <br />of torment <br />I walk <br />Alone <br />It has been <br />for such a long time now <br />Must it always be so? <br /> <br /> <br />The Well <br /> <br />Today I met him <br />such a man <br />as I have longed to meet <br />for all my life <br />Today I met him, I <br />will never be the same again. <br /> <br />Today I talked to him <br />such a man <br />as I have longed to talk to <br />all my life <br />A man who talked with me <br />as if he had known me <br />all my life <br /> <br />Today he looked at me <br />He smiled at me <br />as noone else has ever done before <br />He knew my sin <br />and yet <br />he took my cup <br /> <br />Joy unquenchable <br />fills me <br />Messiah <br />I will speak his words <br />throughout the land <br />I will never be the same <br />Because today <br />I met Him.<br /><br />Josephine Collett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woman-at-the-well-john-chapter-4/
