Gone
Gone
Flowing
Gently raining
Down over the dam
The river cannot be stopped
It’s power cannot be harnessed forever
I want to know if what was there is now lost
I am at an ebb in my flow looking around
Surely something is missing in me
A word or a world is gone
No matter I did not
Even notice
When it
Left
Stumble It!
Interesting!
The picture is mysterious. Something like jet trails???
Be like a river and flow. The energy is not lost but rather continues to move around and through everything, As we all do.
We have so much energy, sometimes it ebbs and other times it wanes yet it seems endless. Very interesting perspective on the photo, I like it very much.