the water runs blue.
the water runs blue-
the clean, cool waters that you
see in pictures
of hidden beaches
and lost islands-
the water runs blue in places that
are untouched-
the water runs blue in places that
have not been affected by an
unkind hand-
by an unthoughtful visitor-
the water runs blue when it’s allowed
to flourish-
to thrive-
alone, and without the interruption
of doubt-
no walls can contain its fervor-
no command will make it stop-
no emotion will dry its core-
the water runs blue when it’s left
alone-
but it’s properly enjoyed when it’s
respected-
cultivated-
and explored thoroughly-
it runs blue when its freedom isn’t
stifled-
it runs blue when it’s just allowed
to be*
i really like the imagery and repetition here, reminding us that no matter what other ppl want or expect, in the end, we can’t help but be who we truly are.