Current Flow

Tiny currents ‘neath the glossy surface flow

Imperceptible but for faint glimmers

Driving toward a fate unknown

Bearing back what yearns for upstream pools

Endlessly moving without remorse or recoil

Unchanged by weather, light, or landscape

Marching onward, forward, up and downward

Electrifying invention though unaffected by it

Forever will the current flow

Into the future


About The Lost Poet

I write because I find inspiration. It is my hope that through my writing some connections may be felt. Everything I write comes from my experiences with life, and with the people that I love. I try to remember to see myself in everyone, and everyone in myself.
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