Into the heavens…




















Below the water table….In phreatic zone
Me like an aquifer…storing the memories!

With available porosity…accumulating them to stow,
With affable permeability… allowing them to flow!

Each day a moment evaporates,
Each day a memory precipitates!

Me waiting for the D day….
When my water table intersects with the surface

Letting me to spring from this closed circuit,
Into the heavens…where peace dwells!

(Being a geologist...literally used the Water Table...
hope you people won't mind the technicality)



(For Poets United: Verse First ~Water Table)

Comments

I love the way you have used the technicalities! :)
Sherry Blue Sky said…
Way cool to read a poem by a geologist! I love "each day a memory precipitates".

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