Mer tales

© Copyright Elizabeth Routledge, 2009

Mother water where have you been?
Everywhere!
Listen to the tales water has to tell.

The giant breathing tide
the rise and fall of the waves
speaking to your spirit
refreshing you with dew
tears, diamonds and pearls
answering your prayers
with rainbows and waterfalls.
In hissing steam or ghostly mist
its wisdom shrouded
with unimaginable memories
breeding birds and butterflies
in lagoons and swamps.
Enraged cumulo-nimbus
a tongue lashing hail
or the soft caress
of crystal snowflakes
an endless spiral
flowing
changing
water.

Mother of love what have you seen?
Everything!

The stream is confident that it’s yearning
will be fulfilled, it hears the ocean song
it echoes a duet down hills with sparkling gravity
shifting form to suit, a liquid chameleon
barely perceptible, eddies in a silent pool
resting its seamless moiré awhile
unconcerned with boundaries
or edges.