a river into a stone
Such brutal tides
the stormy nights—
the river devoured
The river forgets
who it has become
The stone forgets
who it was before
Trying hard to regain its flow—
the stone shatters into tiny fragments
The tides grip so hard
like the web and the claw—
the stone unable to flow
The river stops flowing—
only the river of tears
flowing from the fragments