Spring Water

Spring water is justice,
colourless and clear.
It has its own indistinct
fine taste.
But such a drink is so poor,
when there is wine.
Water alone is the spring.
Still I long for it.
Water alone is justice,

none within reach -
all too near, difficult to love,
a hard drink to acquire.
Lord, give me justice,
give my soul shape!
Lord, give me water,
colourless and clear!