Flowing Water

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Crafting, in waterfalls.

The rapids will rise, turbulence will grow. We are in the calm before a great storm. Growing well, depths endless, 1 finds peace. A glow within, my ballast finds me a wash.

Great forces collide, shards splinter in fracture then slides. I see a torrent on approach. This storm will be one of renewal sweeping away necrotic glut. There will be many authors, blame, subterfuge, embattled frames, putrescent games, sounds of refuse.

In its wake there will be the steady forth, the stewards of shame. The false kings, a largess in pho heroes will dance with glee. As they think they have won a shift will cause a pause. There will be a unease as they find they haven't escaped the turbulence they wrought.

They have laid to bare works that many hands have rung.

In this place I hold on to truth. I hold on to all I have brought in delivering, a soul true blue.

I know I cannot stem a tide nor should I seek to deny a storm in burgeoning pressures front.

I only wish to state contemplations I made shown a hewn path, I step to it pure in heart. I trade my solitude for one of knowing others revealing truth, hearts.

You may not know, or understand how this came to be. I cannot explain it, nor could I understand a linear A to B.

All I know is I stand here facing down a great flow, the storm gods have brewed, the teapot cannot contain this growth.

One step in the journey futures unknown, I truly understand the gift you gave in telling me I was alone. In truth you may find this is only one side of the coin. In true love you will find there is not, an on your own truly. We're all connected by fate, beyond seemingly stark divides.

For this storm brews, and my path far from its end. I know strength beyond the gods, a wisdom surpasses years on this rock I have spent. So I turn to my dear, the focus of my love. Know no matter what happens, I will be true to my words, no one will ever be placed above.

My respite in crafting you this message I place in a bottle. Returning to my drafting, embraced at full throttle. I keep my eye's clear speeds I don't fear. Only a life missing the one I hold dear.

Ever, and Evermore,
Aaron Baker

PS. My flow only grows for the this love doesn't retreat, it knows steady growth. I make haste the best way I know. I marshal the best I know, I understand tomorrow is never given you must take it, then show. In truth the grasping isn't the important piece, you must continue to show up ever, and ever forging your peace.

1 Falling Water Dedicated 4 Taylor Alison
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