celestial bliss enshrouds
the quiet torn of the soul
terrestrial calm waters
seeking and finding its own level
essence
craving purpose to quench
an insatiable thirst,
whether the glass
is half empty or half full…
~
an evanescent wave
pounds the shoreline
before lapping
the rocky shoals
eroding the sands of time
evolving paragon
echoing being....
balancing tumultuous
ebb and flow
it's only water
wash over me...
author's note: an evanescent wave * tending to vanish*
...snippets from a musing river's thinking out loud
to be continued
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