David Kausek

Flowing streams
Patterns recollected
Liquid viscosity 
Verbosity 
Without animosity 
A silent spring
Carries water through the forest
Past the ice flows 
Of crystalline beauty
Fish forming circles
Of life beneath the cold sheath of ice
Solid body’s moving through liquid 
A display of majesty 
Enacted by nature
Like a song without sound
The images dance before our minds
Far beneath the stars on a quite night

Original poem by David Kausek 2023