The Journey

By Martha Bradley

Droplets join rushing
between rocks, gliding
swiftly smoothing
jagged bodies, searching
a destination... a resting
place, their journey creating
beauty of motion, traveling
through luscious rainbows, greeting
countless friends.
The lazy rush twisting,
turning amidst the unchanging;
its path forging.
Silent sounds echoing,
quietly causing
crescendos of striking
peaceful music, ending
in stillness,
Spirits thickening
the air.

©3-4-2013 Martha A. Bradley