I Stopped By the River
I stopped by the river...
Gently flowing past,
Such cool water,
Slaked my thirst
I feel the waters pull on my hand
Secret chuckle flowing by
Water, so clear
You can see the river sand
I picked up some river sand
Let it slowly trickle through my hand
Am I grain of sand?
Tumbling in water,
So clear,
Throughout this verdant land
Where is my place?
Where am I meant to be?
Gently flowing past
Part of this river,
Becoming me
Sweet waters,
So clear
In its' depths
I am meant to be
I stopped by the river...
Or did the river stop me?
I may never know,
For in its' depths,
A grain of sand
Is what you see
What I show
Swathes of weeping willow
On the river...
Cast a shadow,
Soft green glow
In water
So clear
A grain of sand,
In the clear waters
Of the river
Becomes me
In this beautiful land
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2009
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