Refreshingly alone in
the River's cool embrace
Mother Nature's flow -
A slow dance of rhythmic grace.
The fullness of her body
echoes out a hallowed sound:
Cleansed and made new again —
Revival in my soul abounds.
I still myself and listen
(The stream recites it's deep resound)
To a voice that whispers softly:
'In the overflow, you are found'.
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Overflow Poetry
Poetry2020 writing challenge: poetry Aiming to inspire hope and purpose
