Water’s Promise


In the properties of water

Lie the chance of transformation

Without the loss of identity.

Earth to sky, sky to earth.

Caught in its perpetual cycle, it returns to us

Like a promise in unexpected forms.


It rises away then falls again,

Pooling in our lakes resting gently before us.

Without the churning of ocean currents,

A lake has learned the quiet patience

Of this promise. It remains rooted to the earth

Like the trees that line its shores.


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