Cleanse

Just something I wrote while sitting at the canal by my house one summer day.

The water washes over the lock.
Raising the level
Of making me whole
The grass ripples in the breeze
Singing in the trees
Making me free
Dogs bark
Children cry
I'll never be perfect
I can only try
Cleansed by nature
Soothed by the sounds
Calming my spirit
Knowing no bounds