They stand weathered

I trust the flow
For I swim in your sea
Your still waters
The liar sinks

I stay a constant
While they follow time
An easy way to start
What they once lost

I choose not to move
Rather sway
Slowly erode my patience
With the tease of the wind

With whatevers left
I'll still turn my pillow
To the spot where they once lay
With nothing but a sparkle of a future

That saw an end
The flow is swift
The flow erodes
I trust the flow

D.W 19/07