The pond stays,
the river flows,
the sea contains.
I switch between
these modes.
I have moments
that lack movement.
And movement
that lacks moments.
Sometimes, I'm a wave,
and sometimes a ripple.
Sometimes, I move.
Other times, a cripple.
I'm a fluid that flows.
A seed that grows.
A traveller with sore toes,
walking beyond my woes.
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