::- The well of hope -::

It is there in my backyard,
Hidden in the silent woods;
Silent, calm, and still,
Where there is always bright,
And the time has stopped.

You can see yourself
Pretty clear in it.
And if you chose to sit
There on it's brink,
You will be lost
Far in the distant land;
And the time will stop for you.

You won't speak there
Nor will get any bad sight,
And it's then
When you forget yourself
That you'll realize the truth,
That the well of hope
Is not far from your house,
And it's easy to reach.

By-Vinod