It seemed more as if you wanted to share a drink with me. There was a tenderness in your voice, and I felt scared. I wondered what you really wanted of me. I forgot about my human thirst also. I regret my arrogance at the moment of our meeting.
Fear can do strange things to one's heart.
My desire is to drink at this well, with you, forever, as I continue the dance of life. Yet I must surrender even my dream of staying with you at the well. I hear you call me to new moments of bending and bowing to the waters of life. I leave the well knowing that your drink is making of me a wellspring of life. If you but knew the gift of God.