This poem covers a lifetime. The traditions of a all women's college and the daily life from beginning to end. Every person will admit that their college years are a different realm from the real world. It is a place for you to discover who you are and who your not. A place to find lifetime friends that you would have never looked at before. It is where your moral code is finally set in place. The destruction of this process will only weaken our future world. This poem covers a lifetime as I previously stated. The lifetime of discover and hope, of journey and possibilities. The never ending water that flows.
The Fountain
From Everywhere,
Stranger Women Gather.
Women Gather,
With Red Roses in hand.
Red Roses to Gather,
In the Fountain.
Their Sisterhood to gather Here.
In the middle of the
Open stillness,
One Black Fountain
Flowed.
The scalloped edged fountain,
Hosts a Squirrel.
A minute pause in his Chase of Wonder.
Snow Falls.
Ever-pouring Fountain,
Frozen Mid-move.
Sky High Sun,
Lights up the world.
Crystal Drops of water,
Catching rainbow light.
The fountains Depths,
A Pot of Sparkly
Gold.
Off Kilter streams the Fountain.
Down.
The black pool
Abyss.
Peaceful rests the weary Girl,
The drip, drip, splashing fountain,
Soothes her soul.
Sparrows take a welcome break.
The cool water their lounge.
They frolic amongst the tiers of the fountain,
Until flight grabs them again.
Wrought Iron Fountain,
Holds against
The Gales and Storms.
Women in Green Robes
Align
Before the fountain.
Arm in Arm, Roses in hand.
And the Water
ever flows.
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