How one is shaped by love and how it transforms you


Me

Sometimes,
I am the well
With love forever
Rising
On its own.

Sometimes,
I am the river
And moving like one
From being a waterfall
Cutting through the rocks
To making a Delta
Shedding all silt
Just before meeting the sea
And in such a way
That only the sea remains.

Sometimes,
I am all soul
And energy
Like clear water
In a crystal glass
Meant to
Quench the thirst
But evoking more

That's how
I turn
Into wine.




Poetry by Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-06-08 at 07:34

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The image of the delta is fresh and surprising, and elaborated nicely!
2019-06-08