As Water Builds
Everywhere I look I see water, water building water
growing in purpose,
direction, transpiring horseless seas.
Sound itself is its own voice.
It speaks in crisp, coherent diction, without the tender words of soft rain stumbling in its mouth. Without Influence of streams & their seductive
It speaks the sound of light, growing from fire.
Water continues to grow, waves wash waves. And when it fills your walls, listen when it says “Your actions are your answers to
all your questions” & then watch it flow,
away from you
When it subsides, winds will return to their bows in trees, horses to stabled seas.