Life Waters Flow

Trickling waters begin to form

The creeks and springs that are born.

Not unlike our gradual lives

That ebb and flow before our eyes.

Some days the lazy creek runs soft

With the calming affect of a prayers cross.

And then the roar of oceans' waves

Mimic the troubles of angry days.

But always the fountain of life lives on

Forging pathways come and gone;

They await the heightened crest

Of the crashing waves' final rest.

9/14/2019

Judy Kintner

Community member