Primal Whispers – A Water Wall
Sheets of water dance over the stones
A data-streaming cascade
That gentles my mind
And calmly whispers in my ear.
It says something so deliciously primal
That it sends a chill down my back,
To realize the impermanence of it all,
Something drawn from a deep well of long ago.
A shape-shifting Bayeux tapestry
Telling a story
Of infinite resource and patience,
Forever looping,
Forever flowing,
Stitch after stitch
And gently whispering in my ear.

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