The water in the blue-green stream
Is as clear as silk
It advances through the hills
And into the river
A broken path
A place where we can be placid
Curled up forever
In the ebb and flow
The water makes a noise
Like a heartbeat she whispers
Lub dub
Lub dub
We reach out to the water
With our fingers
It is cool
And washes the sugar clean
We will wait until darkness
Before we move
Before the cold air bites at our skin
And we shiver for bed
I wonder if we will dream of the sea
If it would be warm as a cradle
Or harsh as a dragon
So many dreams
She sighs
As the moon nudges its way into the sky
We stretch our legs
Straighten our spines
Leave the blue-green stream for another day.
Such beautiful imagery, Jae.....my new favourite of yours.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds as though you have visited a stream and been drawn to it Jae. I can remember that as a pre-teen visiting streams and rivers was one of my faborite hobbies...and getting wet of course!
ReplyDeleteFollow the blue-greeb strean abd tge waters will lead you to the sea.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a lovely, peaceful spot.
ReplyDeleteA lovely peaceful mood. Luv the sound the stream makes
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday
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Love this poem and so many beautiful lines: 'like a heartbeat she whispers' and 'the moon nudges its way into the sky'
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