Dancing Water

Santana-Maria Maria

Her pot
So watched
Began
The boil
Regarless
Fire
Simmered below
Gently licking
Burning
Heat
Rising smolder
Absorbed
It was all it could do

Bubbles forming
Longing
For release

The ones that could not be bound
Began
The rise
The leap
To the freedom of the top

Surface so calm
Now disturbed
As it began
The dance
Responding to the heat
It felt
It loved
It so longed
For

In the gentle fury building
More bubbles rose
Escaping
To join the water
In its dance
Becoming ever more furious
As it lost itself
To the burning
Smolder