By the Watermill

I saw you

 you amazed me

  Yes, to you I am talking

 A gracious miracle you perform

     without even attracting attention

 receiving the river that keeps you running 

      swinging oblivion, perpetual motion

              mesmerized I watch you,

  eyes helplessly drawn to you

your humble satellites they are 

         chasing your majesty

   breathing your peace

For I am myself
                         your river