Once a young boy stood watching a gypsy as he drank from a well in the town square
After drinking the man continued to gaze into the well as though looking at someone
He was a giant of a man,but had a friendly face.
So the boy approached him and asked
Who lives down there?
God does answered the Gypsy
can i see him?
Sure you can ,said the Gypsy
Then taking the boy in his arms he lifted him up
so he could see down the well.
All the boy could see however
was his own reflection in the water
But that's only me,he cried in disappointment
All I see is me
Ah replied the Gypsy,
now you know where God lives
He lives in you
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