Poem: A river that flows to you - Nassau, Bahamas

A stream by the bayou

spouts from a geyser;
Bid by gravity’s attraction,
a hollow inlet the water seeks.
Where twin mountain tops

embrace the sky,
Swollen with mist at their peaks.
The stream melts into a river,

a river that flows to you.
Wanting only to caress your valley
before flooding its banks

with nature’s dew.
As the water gathers

beneath your table,
a bucket plummets

to the depth of your well.
Withdrawing a bud

filled with nectar overflowing
previously plucked by the wind,
and left embedded within a leafy shell
The bud blooms

within a vase filled with water
bottled from a stream

by the bayou.
A stream that melts

into a river,
a river that flows to you.

By Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.