NaPoWriMo day 14: Water

Starts with the a drop, hardly visible to human eye;

migrating through phases, changing shape, evoking sounds.

From below and from above together

becoming river; running unmercifully through

heavy stones and soft sands:

it’s a burble in the nearby forest

sometimes is a messenger of a tempest, cobalt-sparkling weather

when at last, becomes an ocean

remarkable and vast, yet infallible and modest

the giver of life, the purpose of any notion.

Maja S. Todorovic

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