At the very edge I sit
As the streaming waters flow
Reflections of the day abound
Settling on a rippled plain
Moon and stars share their
Glistening lights below
Caressing my heart
My mind
My soul
At the very edge I sit
As the streaming waters flow
Reflections of the day abound
Settling on a rippled plain
Moon and stars share their
Glistening lights below
Caressing my heart
My mind
My soul
Feeling unsettled – oh, what does it mean?
Wandering aimlessly with soles in the sand.
How to handle the feelings within?
Desperately, anxiously, seeking rest for the soul.
Retreating inside and all I can feel
Is sadness and darkness and sorrow so real.
But the words start to flow and gently they heal
Cleansing, refreshing, the faster they go.
Words and rhyme and rhythm and song,
Humming so softly in whispers surreal.
The water is warm, and the flow is so strong—
Soothing and caring, always comforting still.
Floating in a pool of bliss
Carried by waves of peace
Supported by waters of love
I slipped under
Alluring depths
Allowed myself
To be seduced
By water’s kiss
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ripped from the Headlines!.”
My thirst overwhelms
I crawl to a well
But the water is dried
I long for a drop of
Moisture on my tongue
But there is none
If water is life
Then we are dead
http://m.news24.com/news24/SouthAfrica/News/level-2-water-restrictions-imposed-in-joburg-20151109