always, I will remark on how
the water sings.

The water sings lyrics so sweet,
speaking true tidings that we understand in the end.

the song of stillness
hummed as Dawn holds the water
in a spell, a dream

some days, there are tears;
the water is a remnant,
an old memory

after all, don't you,
still waking, hold closer to
the feeling of dreams?

longing looks at us
from where the sky meets water
love, unrelinquished

the ebb of the dream -
a sinew of sand that seams
what the sandman sees

prom where we dance and dream of time between the music
our lives are suspended
as the lights flicker
and the song
slows

the river floods high
when past feelings resurface
and they flow, then go