when the river is a trickle
the stones feel
that the flow, they contain.
water can but follow their path.
the river floods
overflows the banks
new streams, new ponds
now the stones follow.
the ocean is full of water
becoming rain
feeding the swell
watering new forests
that call ever more rain from the ocean.
I am the stones
channeling this stream
I am the flood
surpassing my banks.
