…
She is two-thirds water
and slipping farther
into moonspill,
a periodic table
of elements tipping over.
Split her atoms in two
for a better view
of ocean,
the osmosis of hope
seasoned with her own salt.
There’s an alchemy,
ancient chemistry
to her quiet flow;
full steam and far stream
and frozen ground, waiting.
..
PAD, day 16.
Ooo…beautiful! I love your closing De…I love that we both used ‘alchemy’ today! 🙂
“moonspill” – is wonderful and I love that hope is inside.
Lovely take on this prompt, De. Love the osmosis of hope…
I really feel the last stanza.
The opening makes me think of this song: