Voyage Through Struggling Waters

River,

where are you taking me?

What has you running away
so quickly and fervently that even 
the strongest man might be swept under 
your currents,
lost in your overwhelming rapids?
Where is it that we are going—a new world 
without drought and famine;
where the sky is always blue and
the grass is always greener than 
what we leave behind?

If this is the place you rush to,
then carry on your way 
and I’ll wait patiently on my always
teetering canoe.

Lead me; for I know
there are many paths to choose,
but you will follow
the right one.
Lead me away from a dark past,
an uncertain future, 
and a weary present
so that I may, too, find serenity.

I will hold on 
even as your crashing waves strike
my canoe and drag me under the water 
again and again, and I gasp for air
every time,
barely clinging to the bow
as chilled water drips down my brow
and my bones rattle in protest;
exhausted, but reluctant
to let go.

And I hold on.

River,

hold on to me

as I hold on to you
and together we will voyage 
to our journey’s end,
facing the rebellious wind 
and raging clouds as one
individual
under an eternal sun
that warms your waters.

Lead me, River,
and I will follow,
scraping the riverbed,
but never far behind.

Copyright © K.R. Wonder | Year Posted 2020

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