the water glistens br a different time a different place br the water glistens br reflecting the cool light onto my face br reflecting the tears as they fall br br the water glistens but only listens br thus i am wondering never knowing br exactly where it is im going br br although sometimes lack of knowledge br is a much sought after privilege br we yearn to be free of this earth br we seek the place that supposedly came before birth br br but still the water glistens br and only listens br reflecting the tear as it falls br a tiny acme weight of the heavens br forever bound downward br br despite my entreaties, it reflects the tears falling br but still the water glistens br and only listensbr br Ocklawaha Holtbr br