The river sounds like rain
And is louder than my thoughts
For but a moment I am lost
And realize there is no place I would rather be
A silver lined droplet of hope
For the seemingly eternal conflict between heart and soul
Spark and dousing
For here I have found such wilds
And such confines
And the balance makes me dizzy
I hide here like a child
Knees to chin
Sitting silent dog and me
On fragile moss covered rocks
Where so few feet have stepped
And hopefully never will
Across river
Among the tall trees
Spotted sun
And columbine
My little bit of solitude
A chance to get away from those who came to get away
I’m hoping there is more to me than past and present
Here and now
Stand and confront the rushing waters
Look into her depths like a crystal ball
Answers floating downstream in the bubbling white foam below
I walk the still precarious planks with the Rio singing underneath
She has no answers for me today
June 29th, 2012 at 7:58 am
Keep listening! The answers will come even if it takes a lifetime.
June 29th, 2012 at 8:47 pm
Lovely Gin :)