emotions.
one more silent uproar of emotions
one more thread of words fall in place
it weaves a web around the river
it throws a net into its waters
it calls out to all the lovely creatures
it refuses to listen to reason
it smiles at behest of stolen glances
it tears when eyes are filled
it laughs aloud when the clouds disappear
it runs bare feet on shores through moonlit nights
it sits on its banks clad in stark white
it listens to soul’s music with closed eyes.
