4-29-2012 The Water Runs through Us
The rain comes in waves,like that of tides of the sea,
Rolling with moss ,The river at the cross, the stones so smooth,
I take my first steps without you,with ease -deep in the groove,
It won't be long till I am gone,down the river- looking for the rain,
Smells like the ocean breeze,just around the bend,I breath free,
Nothing to lose,I have who I am, nothing more to gain.