Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Water Poetry

Water, water
Let me drink you
Have you any recourse
For rotten scoundrels?

Pour down, trickle
Let me bathe in you
So that I can finally be clean
To move forward

Hard flowing river
Let me go with you
Time for journeying is near
And I am not sleepy

Peaceful waterfall
Let me roll with you
Stop this stagnation
That occurs for those with buzzing hearts

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