Douse…. me in a river
In which it flows
Elegant glaciers thaw out slowly
Cascading, crash into the river
Not quiet sure, which direction I’ll will be going
Fluent in many ways
Soften my….
Soften my decision
Once the molecules freeze
I see…
I see a reflection starring back at me
Setting a tone
Setting a new look
Setting what is becoming natural
Unnatural me, meets new ways, to be set.
Dousing me
Dousing myself with a new purity, of clear water
In a poised manner
I’v carried out my toxic silence
Sun is setting
Melting the frozen layer away
Fluent in so many ways
Continue to go on
Continue to be me, naturally
By: ObligatoryInsightPoet
12/19/16