The Way The Water Flows
November 29, 2018
My blood rushes like a river
Coursing heavily through my veins
Crashing like a wave into the sandy shore
It carves a lake so spate
Pumped under a hidden way it’s now a creek
Calm and low it seeps
Steady and ready a puddle forms
One mistake it could dry
Cut from its watery supply
It grows in depth and width
It deepens and the lake shrinks
The rain comes yet the river dries
One is now an ocean…
the other a memory