The Well

In this our time of great reward Coming without sling or sword But a Letter in our hand The time of transforming lives Seeing clearly without eyes Into the next dimension The Spirit is taking hold Pouring wisdom from above Into all made in His love May we sift and understand Contemplating the universe Of which we've just begun to learn Beresheet bara Creation begins today And oh we sit beside the well And we speak of days of old And oh the stories that we tell That have forever been told The spark of Light in our souls Each of us make up the whole There is no high or low What you do affects you and me Like a storm caused by butterfly wings I am my brother's keeper And oh we sit beside the well And we speak of days of old And oh the stories that we tell That have forever been told And oh we sit beside the well And we speak of days of old And oh the stories that we tell That have forever been told