Babbling Brook

Autumn Brook

Mother’s Babbling Brook
Babbled away
Rose up to man’s soil of grey
In silence
She did not spray
Babbled along the drive-way
Avoided the highway
Took the byway
Looking for truth-life-way
She found the Blue Brook sky-way
Realised this was not her-way
Chose to return to BE-ing
Mother’s Babbling Brook
In Earth’s Soil of clay
Babbling away
Sacred water-way
Since her Birth-in-earth-day
(Inspired by: Beautiful, Blue Morning Sky!)

I palpitate my circles of light and love
to embrace and engulf you true!

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