the water flows along soft banks of green
                awakening the sounds of nature
    as the willows tickle the waves
        while smooth stones cause ripples
              to sing to the trees

                            and i listen

                                 sitting there with myself 

                            and you

you flow over me,
the trees, the stream,
tickling the willow;
and the willow tickles me
as I sit alone, along the soft banks of green,
skipping smooth stones across the ripples

                         and i feel you

                                         blowing around me

                        and the world

this small world,
quiet and serene
along the soft banks of green
as nature awakens
and I sleep
dreaming wakeful and silent
waiting for you to caress me again

                        and i know you

                        hear you

                        feel you

as I become the water,
the breeze,
and each
small smooth stone
skipping, rippling, singing
to the trees

fulfillment