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The Well of Grief

The Well of Grief
David Whyte

Those who will not slip beneath

         the still surface on the well of grief,

turning down through its black water

         to the place we cannot breathe,

will never know the source from which we drink,

         the secret water, cold and clear,

nor find in the darkness glimmering,

         the small round coins,

              thrown by those who wished for something else.