The Fountainhead is not the brook,

The brook is not the source,

Yet, they both contain the same living water.

The same essence.

Refreshment and life together.

 

The window lets us see the light,

Emitting from the house afar,

Yet, it is not light itself,

Not the source, or a transmitter,

But makes the source visible.

 

The Golden Lion is not a lion,

But of pure gold inwardly and out,

Its essence remains,

Only the form has changed.

 

So the essence of God resides within,

A kingdom awaiting,

If only we can see with our hungry heart,

Not selfish eyes.