High Pressure Pump

A very crucial thing this is, this part of the greater whole It hides, quiet, in the wings, so vital this thing Never seen yet works so hard, does its job, day after day Circulating, delivering, controlling the demands Sometimes we need slow, or fast, it is taken for granted And then it ages, develops flaws, performance gone So, we slow up, until it fails and all comes to stop Marooned, mired, our voyage ends If lucky we can replace it, come back to life Our journeys dictated by a high pressure pump Aug 2021