Water (Circle)
She, the river
pushes forward.
Unbeknownst to us
she goes skywards
pulled by the hands of the sun,
travels farther and higher,
falls back down
to soothe the dust...
Tender, this time, softer,
lighter than before.
And each of us becomes her shore...
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