"One Creature In Creation, One Drop To The Ocean"

rush, rush little brook

blindly bubbling, 

rushing down stream

carrion collecting flotsam

jetsam banks junk "In The Wake" as

fast gasps of toil troubled

falls over bouncing edges

rickety rocks and anguished swampy mores 

announcing loud next nascent rapid roar

flooded floundering dropping raw,

dropping roar 

dropping silent now

arrival slow motion arrival ocean

The Mist Descends, separates sources

banks held, hugged, assuredly 

as rivers ran and rose and now a forest fall re

turns, falling free fall calls

and yet, 

when self same over flooded busy baby brook, 

overflowing multi tasking swirling foamy white tips coming

Conceived, inserted inside earth The Source The Source, well well

Far Far Up Stream; drip, drop, drip, drop, droplets minute drip drop each one a solo cell

collide collude collect now as cells run wild, conceived 

a great dividing, mountain ranging re routing waters rampant riding dam

head waters broken, then birthed, two magical drops collided created, delivered

slows to an incubated trickle; treated, rested, deeper, 

we hear we see we feel far far more of Her, 

The World Of Inner Warmth, The One, 

Full Pivot Paradox, One Restive Beauty, One Wild Storm, 

The Same The Same, no separation, 

Her True Divine 

Her True Full 

Nature.

LIGHT HEARTED 💕 LIFE’S SENSUALITY

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