The Song Of Water Poem by Samuel Thor

The sound of thousands of shards crashing down filled the air.
The aura of mist and darkness floated through the thick humidity.
These heavy, wet walls come crashing down on him. Why should he care?
Everywhere the sound of the surface breaking is still heard, causing him to question his stupidity.
These things run slow chills up his spine; when the clouds cry he’s filled with joy.
The sea is in turmoil, tossing a smile on the dripping face of this boy.

In the midst of all a thread of beautiful light illuminates those shards of sky.
He hears the rhythm of the drops and waves and feels the end is nigh.
He’s in love with this drenching pain of all these things, but knows it has to end.
It all has to end…these thoughts fill his mind as the light comes around the final bend.
The Song of Water stops, the love is all gone.
These uninterruptable feelings have turned the light on.
The Song of Water is over.