Shaped by the River

Written by: Krista Kurth

Silvery ripples and swirls of viridian currents
Moving through ancient gorges,
	Molding and shaping solid shades of gray granite…
Soft and round, 
Craggy and sharp,
Here and There…

Solid rock thrusting up 
Shaped by shifting currents of the river
		Rising and falling,
		Rushing and fading,
		Over time.

Who knows where 
The current will go next
Or what shape the rocks will take,
Over time.

Nevertheless
	The river and rocks remain,
	One, solid and steady,
	The other, fluid and ever-moving.

Sitting here
	My heart longs to shed its burdens
	To let them slide like a rock into the gently swirling water
	And be carried away by the swiftly flowing current beneath the surface.

I want to know …
	Can I remain solid and steady, yet fluid,
                As the currents of change swirl 
                Around me?
	
I want to know …
                Can I be molded and reshaped 
                As the river of life courses
                Through me?

I want to know …
               Can I be moved in new directions by love, 
               Harmonious and true to the voice of my heart 
               Echoing in the ancient gorge of my own soul?

The only answer that comes
              Is the flow of my tears and 
              The sound of the river as it continues 
              To ripple and run around the rocks. 

Maybe       
             That
             Is enough, 
             For now.