Troubled waters
A bridge over troubled waters,
a sanctuary, a saint and a savior.
The water wills the willing,
The water shapes the mind,
The water gives the trouble meaning...
Where there is life,
there is water.
Where there is dejection excruciating...
Where there is pain in the heart...
Where there is void in the living...
Let us see ourselves and reflect.
Let us see the lustrous pool and reckon.
Let us see the flowing stream and tear.
Let not the fury of the troubled waters,
that is just above the mellow.
Water takes all shapes and sizes...
versatility in the truest of senses.
To adapt to the changes
and change ones being.
to mould the spirit
to an unbendable one.
A water bender true... a water bender false...
Compel the passion of the water.
A fire has been extinguished.
A spirit yet more dampened...
A look from the safety of bridges...
A look from the top of troubled waters...
Yourself
in the troubled waters below...
dreams never lie... just like a giant python with glaring yellow eyes... and the latency of water bending in the astral planes... troubled waters...
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