a sudden wave appears
and it slaps you on the face
your smile insults your heart
the peace mocks your mind

maybe because they're sham
maybe because they're fleeting
you don't know for sure
it seems like you're dreaming

but the shower turns on
the river keeps gushing
you drain it with your hand
but the water keeps flowing

the next thing you know
your chest is convulsing
you're lying right there
having a hard time breathing

you stood on your shaking feet
wobbly walked towards the door
you took a hopeful step outside
but it rained woe some more

between morning and night
the whole world sleeps still
but the warm wind is listening
whirling leaves are waving

there's a wide gap in the sky
you scared the stars away
but a tower is looking over you
a red light reaches your face

it turned the shower off
and it closed the river down
it wondered if he'll ever see you
without the rain around

Sometimes,
Love is like diving into the raging river,
It keeps throwing you
into the cold and turbulent current
and you find yourself
being ****** into a whirlpool,
swirling down to the river bed

It scours out
the traits and traces of you
It tests your grit
everyday
and Everyday you find the courage
to dive again,
tread the waters
and just keep learning
to stay afloat...

And I will go in the way of the river,
Till I find my place of rest.
To the place that was made for me,
That which for me is the best.
I know not where the river will carry me,
Which twists and turns will surprise.
I only know of this moving water,
To the place I have yet to arrive.

If I told you that I love you each and every day,
it still could not convey the way you make my spirit rise.

When I speak those words so surely - so purely,
I pray you understand.

The words flow not from my lips,
but from my heart.

A flow that cannot be interrupted or abandoned;
instead, it must be released to ride its course in full.

Like a river to his sea,
rushing toward his destiny - his eternity.

The mountain is hard to climb, river shifted,
I have no trickle or mote of strength.
I see that now the window's bright again.
Besides the road, cloudy mist feed into blossom,
Each petal further adding one more to spring.
My sigh mourn in snow dust,
Yearning, my writing continue to spread.

I am
strolling
gently and easily
across a riverside park,
my sports-shoe clad feet
pressing down and rebounding on soft lush green grass
with each gentle easy step;

I see
the wide blue river
alongside the park and
I gaze at
white yachts anchored and
I smell
the refreshing pungent scent of salt-water and
I look up at
the mid-blue sky with white fluffy clouds floating across and
I feel
walking-through-a-park-Happy.

Iv'e been lost in your beauty
Many times before.
The way you flow so flawlessly
The way the light shines through you
The way you sparkle and shine
As it bounces off each remarkable ripple.

I've been up and down you
Many times before.
Getting lost in your current
Endlessly exploring every part of you
You've carried me so far
As I floated contently for the ride.

I have come to you
Many times before.
You have never let me down
You have been so kind
When I need a friend, you will comfort me
And I'll be forever grateful.