Deep Rivers Run Quiet

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Deep rivers run quiet.
Its the shallow waters 

Making all the extra noise,

Churning and gurgling over stony passageways
And narrow tributaries,
Growling their liquid disdain;

Reaching and scratching for their place in the dark of the moon.
Ebbing waters with their soft tides
And their waxing gibbous swell

Toil the night away,
Trickling and scrolling their rippled reflection,
Reflecting reflection.

Swaying crests and streaming tides in their living water currents
That lap and languish along to our thought patterns

Spark positive when our heads hang high,
Sag a negative droop when our eyes and our mindfulness treads low.
So keep your head to the sky.

Shallow streams run noisy, but deep rivers drift quiet.
Gently flowing their essence through the depths of the cool waters,
The soft breeze in the shadow of the tree.

A current brimming with wisdom
That moves with ninja stealth
Through dew dropped shores,
Glistening in the early morning sun.

Deep rivers run quiet.



Copyright Julian Thomas 2018