Monday, June 5, 2017

As Water We Have Options

These stagnations that come from low water -
where once was excess, remnants lie in stillness, 
shrinking, draining, breeding stink and mischief.

Don't live there.

Live, when you can, in the ripple that holds its place
Even as the river flows fast through.
Live in the fluid rise that's elevated
By the complementary forces of
Forward motion and
Surface tension.

Stationary, stable, yet rolling and always new,
Sometimes so full it has to sing,
Sometimes so full it's bursting 
to let go its toehold and join the formless flow
on down the river.


© Laura Seale, 2017

Rippling Water
by Siru7887
from Wikimedia Commons

3 comments:

shelly sitzer said...


Nice! Enjoyed poem and photo!

Patsy Asuncion said...

LOVE your poem...LOVE your work. Patsy

jean said...

Beautiful poem!