You run like water through my mind.
A bubbly creek in spring.
I wish I could float away with those thoughts
just let my needy heart sing.
I fear I lack the language to
explain how the creek swells and floods.
I fear I lack the ability to
send my pleas to the distant Gods.
You run like water through my mind.
A raging river in fall.
I wish I could tame the torrents’ flow
that you would hear my call.
I fear I lack the capacity to
not panic as I try to cross.
I fear I lack the ability to
not sink with the feeling of loss.
You run like water through my mind.
A never-ending ocean.
I wish I could drown myself in you
and give in with complete devotion.
I fear I lack the beauty and grace
to swim among the dolphins.
I fear I lack just what it takes
to not make us my watery coffin.
This scribble was inspired by the poem ‘Does it flow as it goes?’, by Wyoming Diva. Thank you so very much for being my muse – and such a lovely and warm person!
Please also take a moment to read my previous scribble called Water, about how precious, and under appreciated, water really is.
This is also my entry for Open Link Night Week 7 over at d’Verse Poets Pub.
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