Another poem: 3

Rushing in,
Flowing around,
Settling down,
Flitering out,
Refusal to depart.

Angelic concessions,
Devilish presence.
Weeding the mind,
Feeding the soul.
Trashing things out.

Without a doubt
Scarred has left it mark.
Letting it go,
If only so

Time can't drown it.
Vegetation can't cover it
A confused world,
A drop of my universe

If only so, if only so