At the Well

At the Well

 

Carrying a vessel upon her shoulder,

She went to the well at high noon.

Her goal to partake of the water,

Led her to an encounter true

 

Her shame yielded her to wait

So she would be alone.

But a certain man met her

At the well with water of His own.

 

He was resting

After a long journey,

And asked the woman to give Him drink.

But bewildered was she.

 

She was quite perplexed,

For He wasn’t her kindred.

He told her of the gift of God--

To her He ministered.

 

Expressing desire for the living water,

She said that the Messiah was coming to tell

All there was to know.

But lo, it was Jesus who was the well.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

June 12, 2022

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wise wisdom shared dear Melinda.
"Expressing desire for the living water,
She said that the Messiah was coming to tell
All there was to know.
But lo, it was Jesus who was the well."
The above lines. I did like and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks so much.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Melinda.