My Intention
Fully releasing demons past.
Starting fresh and new.
In the river of omnipotence, I cast my line,
with hopes of finding you.
Honesty, justice, and truth
have all escaped me in my youth.
Still the clock ticks on.
Carefree days have gone.
On the riverside bed, I wait.
Absorbing nature's scene.
Trance-like: an inanimate state.
Quiet. Patient and so serene.
Will the spirit of the water offer me redemption?
Will my past ingest all of my bait?
I ponder my deepest intention,
and leave it up to fate.
Copyright © Tricia Burns | Year Posted 2005
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