The Water Cycle

These waters
smooth as glass
remain calm,
at times stagnant.
Or, in these hours
they may recede,
even be absorbed
into the clay bottom
that once held fast
but also gives way.
Or earth and sky
battle to reclaim
these collections
of tears shed
in despair, disdain
but mostly in fear
of unknown pains
held on far tighter
than necessary.
Until their weight,
overwhelming is
finally unleashed
in fashion, but
with promise
of growth, change
forward motion.


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