"Gentle Flow"

Gentle is the water flow ,
To the flow as it reaches ,
expands from a brook ,to a stream ,
To a creek, to a river, and out to sea ,
To the gentleness does it flow,
Bending babbling over and over ,

Soft as the tender touch,
of a hand on your  shoulder;
Never to a end does it flow without meaning;
Pure ,calm ,roaring ,to each bend it goes on and on ,
Touching in depth deeper
and deeper ,as it goes on ;
Reaching for the sea
as love tells its meaning ,
On and on never to stop,
With always meaning in every moment,
Passing your way passing mine ,
Words going like a river,
rushing widening,
its look expanding its depth,
Passing with meaning each time ,as we scurry along it side,
To each passing moment we are by its side,
Observing its flow till it reaches the sea,
As it touches us each time we observe it   ,
Gentle be the flow till it goes to sea,
To meaning as it flows on and on,
To are lives as we go with its flow ,
Till we reach the end out to sea ,

Hanger