Friday, 6 January 2017

Waterfall




I don't think that water understands
commitment.

I don't think that bodies have to
believe.

When you love,
you run towards that
focus:

it's blessed whether it's a
cause, child, or
bird somehow
settling in your sphere of
knowing.

I have many waterfalls
rushing,
within,
and  I am constantly
tipping beyond all
language.

Rather than nothing, I am
too much and can't be held back
willingly.

Some have called it impatience
but this movement within and about me
doesn't agree.




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