Revolutions.
Evolution.
Nothing
stays
the same.
Change
being
inevitable.
Sometimes
imperceptibly
so.
Then,
­one day.
Bam,
the ****
breaks.
New
waters
flooding in.
Whirling
twirling.
Waters
spinning
all around.
New
landscapes
form.
Needing
to be
navigated,
understood.
Familiarity,
thing
of the
past.
Washed
away.
Gone.
New ways,
thinking
take hold.
Who knows
what
direction
the water
will flow.
Seeking
its own
level.
Flood
after
flood.
All,
along
for the
ride.