Dying,
as water runs all around me,
singing
like those cool rivers flowing.
Mouth watering duet
It beckons me, and yet,
how can I drink
from the same river twice
when I'm thirsty for something
more from this life?
Carrying my longing
like mustard seeds
to a place of rest
under copse of trees
a dying fire
on the beach
limbs of driftwood
left by the sea.
You can thirst for the ocean
try to swim, you might sink
though you may long for the ocean
you must never drink.
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 3:34 PM UTC
Dying,
as water runs all around me,
singing
like those cool rivers flowing.
Mouth watering duet
It beckons me, and yet,
how can I drink
from the same river twice
when I'm thirsty for something
more from this life?
Carrying my longing
like mustard seeds
to a place of rest
under copse of trees
a dying fire
on the beach
limbs of driftwood
left by the sea.
You can thirst for the ocean
try to swim, you might sink
though you may long for the ocean
you must never drink.
