Upwelling Water
Upwelling water, liquid language spews
images of ocean-currents running
up hill -- they do, and when I heard that news
I knew I'd lose, if even water's cunning
enables it to climb as well as flow.
What can I trust when evidence so stunning
as water always falling has to go?
I read of ocean-currents, and new fears
invaded me, because if sun could drive
the wind, then everything appears
as something else, in short, how could I strive
to comprehend such an elusive trend?
So complicated just to stay alive?
Predictability seems at an end.
All cross-grained elements seem to connive.
Igneous rock is where the water starts,
and moves between the different stages, where
it turns to gas, or snow, or ice, and parts
return as rain, to irrigate and share
its aqueous advantages; it bubbles
deep-down, oozing sponge-like in the earth,
to slowly save us all from man-made troubles,
teaching us upwelling water's worth.
Splash, trickle, tumble, shoot towards the sky,
curved wave reveals birds swim and fishes fly.
© Copyright 2001 Janet Kenny
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