Dear Water

Body & Earth 25 by Francy.leone

You are born underground.  So rapidly

you spring forth, we forget your origin—

except at the source where you flow into

pine veins, dark moss and steep rock beds.

Stretch marks where you emerge on your mad dash

to ocean deepen ‘neath your never end-

ing flow—always—we hope, we who flower

above earth’s surface with our loves and woe.

Under our skin the beat goes on and on—

or so we hope—we whose hearts are enriched

on air and water feeding blood and veins

and bruises, bursting forth to give us hope

and death.  Always we empty as does earth.

Why think she is exempt?  So you, too, dear,

must some day end, but maybe you lift up

in vapors toward the stars and enrich suns.

Inspired by Sumana's prompt

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ River

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