Follow The Water To The Sky

Follow the water to the sky,
 from and back the oceans blue,
that's the way that I should die;
 all that meanders I know so true.

All too true, and yet I know,
 when the rain falls, I do not die;
things that rise are from down below
 finding a way up to the sky.

It runs a course and finds its level,
 from high to low, then low to high;
see, I pass through sand and gravel
 and follow the water to the sky.


~ Paige Chia ~

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