4-29-2012        The Water Runs through Us
            The rain comes in waves,like that of tides of the sea,
            Rolling with moss ,the river at the cross, the stones so smooth,
            I take my first steps without you,with ease -deep in the groove,
            It won’t be long till I am gone,down the river- looking for the rain,
            Smells like the ocean breeze,just around the bend,I breath free,
            Nothing to lose,I have who I am, nothing more to gain.