Water Through Glass by Devin Pavlischak/ November 26th 2015 ©

Water falls slowly into the fray, to depths and heights unknown.

Against limestone and rock, carried by the heavy wind.

To depths and heights unknown, against dust and earth, through the sands of time.

It’s feud is everlasting and without remorse.

A compassionate being, a terrible guest.

Striking the rock with glee, it smiled and cried.

As common as the fading flower, virtuous is the solemn hour.


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