Water flows in brooks and rills
In rivers, becks, and streams,
In rushing creeks and rivulets
Water flows at will.
What once was there
Flows past me here
And then it’s moves away,
Away - then near - and then away,
The water knows no fear…
.
Water flows in deep ravines
O’er canyons cliffs and hills,
In gentle runnels flumes and gills,
Water flows at will.
Tho' dipping hands
Feel soft caress
One cannot be deceived,
It’s moody force and violent spew
Can rend the granite through…
.
Water flows in everything
As spiritual and real,
Like Adams Ale both will prevail
Water flows in you.
O’er waterfalls
We plunge at times
Pursuing what’s untrue ,
But staying wise and flexible,
Keeps falling from destroying you…
.
Water flows where ‘ere it may
Through basins lochs and crags,
In gorges deep and valleys vast
Water flows at will.
When torrents rage
And devastate
And rearrange the land,
The path of least resistance takes
The water where it can…
.
Water flows like time it seems
it never stops or schemes
where ere it goes, with ease it flows,
but never does it dream.
What once was there
flows past me here
and then it moves away
there – then here - and then away,
the waters always near
.
© richard lloyd cederberg
1/2024
            A NEW RACE OF HuMANS