Like Water - Matab Brahimi



like water on a still day 
you ever-so-slightly sway
waiting for the fragile leaf
to quiver your gentle way

drops that tirelessly drum 
only to merge with you as one
make way for the gale
on which sentiments sail
waiting for the strong to succumb

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