water's edge

I come to the water’s edge
to sit with that which I cannot comprehend.
Asking questions I desperately want answered,
yet knowing there are none.

The wind blows ripples across your surface.
A leaf falls quietly without making a splash — 
floating away to deeper waters.
Somehow you comfort me without ever appeasing.
You embrace me with your life-giving essence.
You soothe me with your constant flow.