the motion cries

Think of great rivers you might have seen.
The Indus or The Nile. The Mississippi.
The Ganges or Amazon, Plate or Rhine.
Think of another one. Think of the shape
Their water takes as it flows from one point
To another. Think how a mighty river can
Surge and bellyache like a sea on a flood
Tide, or lie like a cat in the doldrums. Think
On how that river can seem like the busiest
Street in the world. Or a wasteland, barren,
Tragic. No matter what shape your river takes
It will always be wet. And it will never cease its
Flow.