
Way atop the mountain passage;
lays an ocean that's disguised.
Careful cousin, you might miss it.
It's hard to see with just your eyes.
~
Travelers often stop to wonder,
from where the ocean's waters flow.
Don't get to close, it'll pull you under;
and once it has you, won't let you go.
~
Travel further up the mountain.
There you'll find just what you seek.
Not an ocean, but a fountain.
Whom by comparison may seem meek.
~
The water here is safe to bathe,
safe to swim, and safe to drink.
Its deep enough for you to wade,
but not so deep that you might sink.
~
While you're wading they will come,
the ones you set up the mountain for.
They will not ask where you're from,
only if you're willing to travel some more.
~
You may answer with a smile,
it tugs at your cheeks and lights up your eyes.
Limitless and unbound,
and now forever immortalized.
About the Creator
Nneka Callwood
Just a tree, planted by the rivers of waters.



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