
Sitting on the riverbank, she feels the coolness of the rapids and gently drowns in the moment…
riverbed rumbles
swallows chirp while gulls screech
one melody
Thoughts that tear her spirit, slowly slip into the water, flowing with the current, mending her soul.
exhales effortless
bittersweet sentiments
drowning one by one
drowning one by one
sinking to the bottom
change in due time
turning one by one
harmless pebbles
© Tournesol ’16/04/03







