Flowing Waters Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Flowing Waters



Feeling all the pleasure being brought to me
through an energy of flowing waters.

Allowing me to watch how gentle winds can ripple,
bubble, pulsate, circle, reflect, cascade and fall
into depths of a simple fountain.

Rocks, stacked atop each other with little spaces
between them, allowing the water to flow unendingly
into this poem.

Thursday, May 1, 2014
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Chuy Amante 01 May 2014

And so flows the perfection of life! God's water washes ALL! !

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