The Stone And The Well Poem by Chantal Lammerts

Have you heard of the well of everlasting youth?
Well, can you keep a secret? Tell the truth!
Fine, this is another secret I’ll share with you, I will,
It’s a secret that is well kept, after all those years still.

The well of youth is next to the stone of age,
Both created by something more powerful than a mage,
More powerful than those in your wildest imagination,
Made by the true power of all creation,
Consisting of pure, unconditional love,
And set free by a blinding snow-white dove.

The only thing you have to do, to reach the residence of them both,
Is to open the cage and fly away from what you loath,
If you’d like to grow up, you push away the fear of the well’s water,
Or to stay forever young, you put a stop to the stone’s aging slaughter,
One sentence is needed to complete the spell forever,
One sentence and a faith that will help you in your endeavour,
So believe and say, loud enough for yourself and friends to hear,
The water of the well will nourish me till time’s end, the stone I no longer fear.


A/N: so this is a part of my other poem, but I editted it and put some lines together, so I formed a whole new poem. Hope you like it =) xx