Like the Flowing River- A poem
Like the Flowing River Like the flowing river, you came and went I stood there gazing from the banks As you passed very gracefully through the beastly rocks. I wanted to jump in and make the flow with you But the fear of barbarian rocks pushed me away. I could drink from you only but a handful I passed but a few trickles of sand into your soul As a token of my love, And you took it all in Like it had been, yours to begin with. I drank the little water That I could gather in the curl of my palm. And again, I thought of jumping in With you for eternity The cruel rocks with the sharpened heels Again, blankly stared at me And again, I couldn’t manage the final leap. “Maybe in another time” you said And I shed a tear or two And let it pass into you You gracefully took that in And absorbed it As a part of yourself. I took the last few drops Of your passing water And washed my watery eyes. You went on like the flowing river. And I turned back Facing the forest Which now looked upside down And...
