Water Flows (Poem by Margaret Atwood with Water Photos)
Water does not resist. Water flows.
When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress.
Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you.
But water always goes where it wants to go,
and nothing in the end can stand against it.
Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone.
Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water.
If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.
by Margaret Atwood
These images are stunning Polly!
Obstacles are the path.
All the photos are very interesting. The first one really caught my attention–with a sense of wonderment. Love the poem, too!