A poem for the weekend

This week I want to share a poem I wrote back in 2008 about the nature of change, using a water metaphor.

Have a wonderful weekend noticing the new channels tentatively forming in your life.

River Drop (Fe Robinson, 2008)

Stillness fills the air

That soft, calm peace that follows heavy rain

Glistening wet, the newly watered ground lays naked in the swelling breeze

Tender puffs of wind dry the land

Firming newly made furrows

Tiny channels chiselled in the soil

form flexing and changing patterns

Days pass, the ground dries

New contours on the landscape evolve

Tiny furrows deepen to flowing streams

as the landscape matures

More weather will pass this way

Intricate patterns will morph and move

as the changing seasons leave their mark

And one day, a river will start to flow

#weekend #friday #inspiration #poetry