Su Ben Poet Free verse

A Woman By the Water's Edge

I see a woman who is said to be obsessed by water
stands by the water’s edge;
to her it doesn’t matter
if it’s a river, a lake or an ocean, as long as it’s the water;
I suppose, it’s because a little stream from a spring within 
her tender bosom flows incessantly.

One gloomy rainy day of autumn 
a woman in a car by a lakeside is gazing,
as droplets, stands on the surface of the water for a moment 
then disappears leaving ripples behind the rain tapping windshield 
of the car.

The woman in the car is, 
perhaps, the woman who is fond of the water
I suppose. Yet; I wonder, 
what’s she thinking at this moment.

Although mixed thoughts 
may be whirled in her mystic mind
she looks not sad neither happy nor sorrowful or delighted.

The rain keeps falling tapping windshield of the car.

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