Eternal Brook ( Archived) (3)

This was my first posted poem here. Reposted from CS Archives.

I am wind, I am rain,
I am joy, I am pain.

These roots that cling to soil,
Hold me fast to mortal coil.
Yet more am I besides this brook,
Eternal part that I mistook.
Brother river, tell me more,
Of Father Ocean, Mother shore,
I've forgotten, in my bed,
All the things my parents said.

I am wind, I am rain,
I am joy, I am pain.

Water flowing, heart and soul,
Eternity has taken toll.
Deja vu, is this true,
The reason why the sky is blue?
I think science the new mythos,
Arrogant and bellicose.
Shouting white in a world of grey,
Where the gods come to play.

I am wind, I am rain,
I am joy, I am pain.

Looking out, the insides change,
Pixies the furniture rearrange,
And what was true the day before,
Now is fancy, that naught restore.
Gone, what was, forever and a day,
Alas, even memory, by the way.

We always enjoy your poems, Tracy, even especially the
revived ones.