Where Water Flows So We Go, Too
Where water goes,
so we go, too,
we flow from sky
to mountain
to rivulet through
this twisting,
winding landscape
of home and stone;
You, leading me;
Me, chasing you
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very nice.
without water
we are only
hair and bone.
this is beautiful and feels like a formal explanation of life- i like how the words sounds change from all of those “o”s to that quick “rivulet.”
This is lovely. I like how it gets so intimate at the end. It subtly goes from the universal to the personal.
like a stream, it contains everything
Beautiful.
love the “through . . . you” rhyme
Really nice how the flow of the poem corresponds with the journey from sky down to us. Nicely done!