Bubble Bubble, Gurgle...
Soon the spring swirls and winds.
It overflows the earthen vessel,
Spilling out into a new path.
With new speed, instinctual direction,
It's moving with power.
The waters surge, the rushing water's urge
To break past all boundaries...

Freedom found in the everlasting life,
Life everlasting, not a spring of passing,
Not a lucky hole where the water's still cold
But a living water, fresh and clean,
The water that is birthed from God's own dream
Made real in His power,
The Spirit of Jesus Christ,
Which brings Spring's blossom even to dead flowers.

more to come?