Friends

Raging rivers,
Pushing and pulling,
Your spine shivers.
Hurricanes,
Lift you up,
Tossing you,
Dropping you,
Like a broken cup.
Springs of cool water,
Fresh, healing water,
That never slaughter.
Your spirit will never dwindle,
The spindle,
Keeps you close.
Raging rivers,
Tear away your spirit,
Hurricanes care,
To dare,
Tossing you away,
Springs always stay,
And say,
What they mean,
Without being mean,
Spindles keep you close,
And never leave.