The Wishing Well by Simon J. Halliday
If, in your world, numbers rule
You’ll never want to look the fool
You might just be afraid to lose
Because, you know, the world is cruel
Whether it’s striving for top grade
Or making money in light or shade
You’ll never quite reach the highest bough
Because the games are daily played
So peering deeper into prose
And searching meaning, finding flows
You might begin to sense much more
Beyond the columns and the rows
The rose and hedge, the bird and bee
The wild geese fly, the fish swim free
And there you sit with screen and pen
Now choosing either wine or tea
Expand your vision beyond these walls
Reach out before your life now falls
The images, sounds of cellular pain
Are screaming, echoing round your halls
And where’s the well of wishes true?
Why is it hiding from your view?
The things which matter most of all
Seem distant, always mocking you
Yet now’s the time to rise and say
I’m not allowing those things to stray
My field of vision is growing strong
My love, my dreams can’t slip away
I’m holding on, I’m getting mad
The well of wishes such beauty had
And never can my mind forget
There’s never a reason for staying sad
So, simple though these words may be
Please take some of the mystery
You’ll make your life by what you do
So make your wish, it will come true.
(c) Simon J. Halliday 2013
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