In water we are one
Flowing from one source
In ions of energy splashing rocks upon
Gushing onward to our course
One path without deviation
To the river from a natural fountain
Casting energy in ebb and flow
Slithering quickly down the mountain
Towards the valley below
Through open doorways seeping
Still receding without notion or mellow
As our misery lays weeping
About Me
- Peter O'Connor
- Manchester/Kerry, Ireland/uk, Ireland
- I'm a pagan poet living an Eco friendly and sustainable lifestyle. Save the Earth! I welcome comment and feedback concerning the poetry/words published here, please feel free to e-mail me through the link.
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