I would re-dig the wells in this day,
and renew the covenant in this way.
Covenant waters, clogged and war-polluted,
I seek the waters for me and for mine.
Contention, Enmity, Broad Places,
I would affirm again the faith.
The covenant becomes personal–now as then.
Let this new well become a shrine of
Peace and Promise.
I will share the stories,
I will share the faith, and
the reality will pass with the history.
We will observe the stories around the well.
Keep these words too,
Recite them, share them, listen to them,
Be open to them.
Fix these faith Words firmly upon you.
Hear them and listen with all parts–
with ears, and eyes, and mind and soul.
Be here in the truth,
and listen to the Word,
gurgling up from re-dug wells.
I am renewed and made pure in this water.
(c) Tom Bolton, December 7, 2015, Milwaukee