water

i am a steady stream

pouring out into the world

less and less

emcumbered

with every bend

giggling past stones

carressing them

relentlessly

with ease

falling freely into this

limber languid dance

streaming easily

along roots of trees

rolling gracefully

into salty seas

rising invisibly

into the breeze

kissing the face

of morning leaves

reflecting the light

in early dew

streaming down old

washing it new

crying gushing rising flooding

tickling trickling languid flushing

still rushing healing rusting

rising falling coursing running

placid clear glimmering muttering

 secrets deep and true

ever-changing and irrefutable

half invisible

blindingly beautiful

all that is true

and impossible to hold on to

kissing your face with tears

singing for those who hear

i am you