White Water
White water, why are you white?
Water running off the rocks in the creeks
and rivers, still calm water like a mirror,
Swift water, white as the fallen snow.
White water, why are you white?
White as the puffy clouds?
Swift streaks of water in motion.
White as an aged head...
Does that mean wisdom is white?
White water, why are you white?
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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