Lovely perspective

Another Way of Saying

“There ain’t no cure for love.” (L. Cohen)

There’s a hole at the bottom of the well
and everything drains away,
hope and faith and trust,
everything drains away.
You can plug that hole all day
but everything will drain away.

O Lord, how we wait and pray
for the morning of the first Spring rain.
The taste of sweet Spring rain
upon our tongues again.
You can cup your hands and pray
but everything will drain away.

And nothing flows again
as sweet as that first rain.

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