Waterfault

A river,
like ice, cuts through; divides.
A chronologic force that as it thaws,
cuts deep. A gorge.
Where walls bear the tracks of its brutal tear.
Gouges.
Running swiftly deep, oh, so deep and silent;
its dangerous darkness slides, insidious.
Murderous, its treacherous depths rip
at rocky landscape;
cutting, scarring, a deepening gutter of grief
and endless stream of pain.

Abyssal abrasive action wounds, all in a wave;
exfoliating energy in extreme.
Esoteric and arcane,
a grave.
A gulley where stones and boulders are caught up,
tripped up, raked by the wake.
Deposited after beating,
they bounce, rattle and sigh.
Viewed from the conscious; a smooth, inherent ribbon
ah! but this ties not together,
sees not the loosened bones of the earth;
its cavity,
disturbed at its very core.

Cause and effect.