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FORBEARANCE
When the mouth of the stream is soiled,
we all sit or stand to wait ashore.
And with our empty cans and containers,
we watch the turbid waters flow.
When the mouth of the stream is soiled,
we all stand to watch the flowing stream
as she sweeps debris mixed with red mud
till the bed of the stream meets our eyes.
When the mouth of the stream is soiled,
we can't help but stand to watch
how the sturdy stream, borne out of duty
explains time, in a healing process.
Published 6th Nov 2018
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Anonymous
6th Nov 2018 2:27am
Hey Ossy......great to see you back my friend.......still writing heart gripping inks.......luv this......purple luv & hugs xo :)
7th Nov 2018 5:29pm
Hey Gail, glad to hear from you... yea the inks smile and weep... Thanks for your kind comment.
Best regards, Ossy.
Best regards, Ossy.
7th Nov 2018 5:56pm
It sure can heal. I was watching a documentary on the balance of nature and the resilience of the earth and the streams to revive itself after a tough go.. excellent ink
7th Nov 2018 7:16pm
Looking at tough situations around us at times, I remember my childhood days; when as little children we hurry down to the stream to fetch water for household use. Some days we would get to stream to find the mouth of the stream soiled and flowing dirty water. And so we would all stand and wait patiently until the water is clean again. That experience for me is like witnessing the natural healing process in all things.
I'm glad to have your comment on this one Tim.
Best regards,
Ossy
I'm glad to have your comment on this one Tim.
Best regards,
Ossy
