This is something I wrote a few days ago, when my mind was a swirl of confusion.
Me:
Like a brook running gently I skip over the rocks peacefully
I take my leisurely time running down towards new beginnings
My water is pure and clear for all to see the bottom where my silken pebbles lay
To touch and experience my water brings forth sensual sensations warmed from the suns rays.
My comfort brings peace, to the one who takes a moment to enjoy what I have to offer him.
You:
The stream that you are, you push up against the currents trying to make it to the top
You move with a fast pace, pushing hard against the flow of the brook
Your water may be pure and clear, but the physical force of your pace, agitates the water
To touch and experience your water brings shivers with the turbulently fighting against the tides.
You presences cause havoc and chaos, but beneath the swirling waters calmness awaits.
Together:
When the two met together in a pool of tranquillity
They intertwine together the warmth and the roughness bringing forth peace
The brook leads the stream to soother waters and shows him how to listen to his inner self
To touch and experience their water brings peace and harmony to those who dare.
Together they teach each other patience and tolerance, and to trust what they can not see
Jointly as one filled with harmony they travel forwards to a better pool of love.
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