A series of poems by Nina LR

Memories Water Hold

Memories Water Hold

Down ancient paths and modern streets,

Through forests dense and bustling beats,

Water wanders, knows no bounds,

Its memory in whispers found.

In lakes and ponds, it softly sighs,

Reflecting love in starlit skies,

As young hearts meet by moon's soft glow,

Their secrets in its depths below.

Through fields of gold and cities bright,

It carries tales of day and night,

Of laughter shared and sorrows wept,

In every drop, those moments kept.

In teardrops shed and joyous cries,

In lovers' vows and last goodbyes,

Water listens, holds them near,

Their echoes in its flow appear.

From snow-capped peaks to desert sands,

It journeys on, through distant lands,

Each droplet holds a story told,

Of lives lived young and growing old.

In the river's rush, a child's laugh,

In ocean waves, a sailor's craft,

In rain that falls upon the earth,

The memories of life's sweet worth.

So let it flow, this sacred stream,

Through every valley, every dream,

For in its path, we find our song,

In water's memory, we belong.

by Nina LR