In the town of Love, where hearts unite,
There stands a well, in sacred light.
A holy well, so pure and deep,
Its waters flow, a timeless sweep.
This well, it knows no depth, no end,
A gift from which the spirits mend.
An endless fount of holy grace,
To quench the thirst of every place.
It brims with love, a boundless sea,
A source of power, wild and free.
Its waters gentle, kind, and true,
With tolerance that freshens you.
A well of might, both calm and strong,
Where compassion flows in every song.
Empathy within its depths does lie,
Understanding in each drop, nearby.
Forgiveness like a river flows,
In this well where mercy grows.
To feed all hearts, to heal all pain,
To cleanse the soul in love's refrain.
The holy well will never dry,
Its waters reach beyond the sky.
In the town of Love, it stands so high,
A beacon bright, a love supply.
For all humanity, it pours,
A gift of grace, an open door.
A well to nurture, heal, and mend,
A holy well, a constant friend.
