Emotion

 
The water thunders over the lip of the eye
silently freefalling,  
glistening like a thousand crystals pouring from the sky.
Imploding into the rich deep pool
gathering countless drops over the passage of time.
 
 
The deafening roar of raw emotio.  
Raging, pounding, churning  
Leaping back into the misty air  
blending into a thundery echo.
 
Crashing down the grey sloping gorge
locked in, by jagged rocks  
the steep rugged valley
narrowing in on itself,  
losing the light
and finally giving up the fight.
 
 
Trickling slowly, squeezing through boulders that hold tight
smoothed by the weathers of the natural course of time.
Maturing boulders create a gentle drop
releasing its flow into a swirling pool of passion  
peace and tranquillity.  
Catching the shimmery shine of light.  
Quietly it catches momentum
it splashes, twists, twirls and dances with delight  
through the mysterious night.  
 
Finding its way to the ocean  
were the rhythm of the sea  
sets the struggling soul free
to be wilder and stronger.