stirring up the bottom

at any given moment the sediment settles

as the water stills

the solids drop to the bottom

if left alone they will build in layers

calcifying and becoming stone

for some future expert to point to the timeline of my now stony stories

but something moves the waters

it is you wading into murky depths

with no fear of the unseen below

you swim and dance, churning up the silt

your fingers swirl in the disturbance

making my story curl and unfold at your touch

The Water washes particulates down stream

and I am left, washed and healed.

via Daily Prompt: Churn