QUIET STILLNESS.
I am a waiting riverbed,
Just quietly being,
Ready for the wild embrace,
Of a wanton unpredictability.
Whence she comes,
I can not know.
But she surely will.
And wildly unfettered,
She will flow,
For that’s her style.
I am a waiting riverbed,
Just quietly being,
Ready for the wild embrace,
Of a wanton unpredictability.
Whence she comes,
I can not know.
But she surely will.
And wildly unfettered,
She will flow,
For that’s her style.