Daily missive for Thursday the 8th of September.
Touch me
Shake me up
Wake me from this
Restless slumber.
Heed me
Lift me up
That I might drink
The water of life.
It flows
So close by
A constant stream
So fine, yet rarely seen.
Depth-less shallows
Innocent ripples.
Drown me
In its sweetness
Lay me gently
In its splendour
Let it take me.
Lead me
That I might
Find the swiftest current
To carry me away.
It knows
The way home
It follows the same course.
And as I float
In its gentle caress
I recognise
The passing of
Strangers
I will come to know
Before we reach
The place
Where the shapeless
Spirit
Of restless waters
Flow.
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