The Cleansing Poem by Earl Moore

the cleansing
In a grand courtyard, as flowers surround
An old water well many ages revealed
Special memories of diseases being healed
With stories and legends that resound.

One day walking in this courtyard
Vivid thoughts of mom’s sickness – so hard
In a grand courtyard, as flowers surround
Stands old water well many ages revealed

A wish for mom desiring her healing
Prayers poured as the silver dollar fell
Wanting God to deliver that final spell
Mom now experiencing a complete cleansing
In a grand courtyard, as flowers surround.