Creekside

One dry foot then the other enters the cool liquid transient surface

Water pooling and splashing, making

its

     smooth way down

Step, step,

along the gravel mossy bottom

Almost painful,

                           surely pleasurable

Stay, stay,

let it slide past

on its way to who knows where

some unseen gravity beckoning you

   Down,

       down,

            down

Time, where are you going?