water flows splashing, rippling, falling
falling and singing the songs of the years
of the earths tears
splashing by a mother's sigh
ever sit on the banks of a flowing creek
the rocks so soft they warm your feet
granite crumbles as you move
crumbles to the waters groove
and it moves
landing in the waves as it flows by
you look down and wonder
how many feet sat here too
or is it just you
how many lips have drank in the cold
rushing liquid -refreshing gold
as the stone warms your sun-drenched hands
you touch the water cleanse the lands
as it moves
takes part of you energize and repairs
soft blowing wind in your hair
and the creek sighs
and the creek cries
and it moves
the deposits in the shade whisper
softly of the days that have crept by
of a bygone year
of ancient paths and ancient ways
the colors shimmer as the sky above moves
the sunlight shines where darkness proved
and she cries
the deposit shines in the sunlight's gaze
shines the colors that amaze
reds and greens
blues orange quartz
and tiny hues
and the water proves
ever sat and picked up mud
felt the earth's heart in the touch
father sun warms you through
rocks whisper
it's all true
see the colors shining through
beauty shines
cleans right through
have you ever
have you?
-Janey M. 2013
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