The Gates Unopened

The dam is blocked, no water can escape
And pressure builds as each and every drop
Is captured, held, and locked within the stone,
Another ounce, increasing water’s weight.

Nothing flows from artificial walls;
The gates unopened, waiting for the key
To unlock the power waiting for release,
To flood with peace and dampen bittered earth.

An engine powered by natures endless force,
Held off by foolish failures and attempts,
To lead the water where it will not go;
To release its power where it’s not desired.

For once released emotion can’t be stopped
Release for me! My heart, its power’s yours.


J. Abram Barneck.
Copyright © 2004 by Rhyous, Inc.  All rights reserved.
Revised: 02 Apr 2004 19:56:43 -0700.

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