It ebbs and flows
And throes and slows
It hides the deepest darkness
How far you'll go
To know, to grow
Beneath its silver surface
You'll find that no
Truth is bestowed
Where the bitter waters flow
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 3:43 AM UTC
It ebbs and flows
And throes and slows
It hides the deepest darkness
How far you'll go
To know, to grow
Beneath its silver surface
You'll find that no
Truth is bestowed
Where the bitter waters flow
This one I wrote at a pond just outside my apartment. Maybe y'all will like it.
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