Flowing water

Streams of gold

Flowing into a moment

Of lucid thought,

Spun honey colored 

slow movement drips,

Lingering on the tongue

Words spun

From a quiet calm

Before the storm.

Curving images of another time

When summers warmth came rushing

Gifts from sudden rains

Rushing water crashing

To everywhere below

Past view yet known

Moving forward

Drifting on.

Seasons iced in the depths of the grasp

Mother natures hand tight

Then finding a slipping in of light

Letting go to loosely hold

The reigns of change

Once more to become

A  mirrored reflection

Of yesterday once more.

Skies alive

Awakened by the winds of change

Expectantly awaiting

The rising of the tired far off sun

To give shadows in the light of a new day

To what awaits eyes to see

To dream

Of all yet to be.


2 thoughts on “Flowing water

  1. Thanks Lynn, had images of flowing water that come winter, freeze up and move slower, like honey. Found the pic and ran with it, so glad you enjoyed😊☀️❄️


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