Angela Teague

Water-A Poem

I can hear the music in the water. The beautiful, babbling of the brook. The revealing, rushing of the river. The luscious, lucidity of the lake. The wondrous, water-filled wave. The relaxing, requiem of a rain drop. Can you hear the simplicity? Can you hear the sound of the water's soul? Coursing throughout time as the water rushes ever on? I can, and it's amazing. Don't be the one to miss it.