Wild River

Wild river you are my peace, my solitude. An escape from life, yet you are life always present, always flowing, I come to you every day, a familiar spot that feels like home. I belong here, I’m welcome, I feel it. I’m taken away by the rhythm of your current I stand in awe of all that you nurture So many rely on your existence Yet you don’t even know your own power I sit on your banks and enthralled -stand in your mist savoring every drop that touches me. Your waters have rinsed dirt from me -helped to clean and heal old wounds I carefully walk on rocks back and forth across you Wishing I would slip I would love to fall in and be swept away by your tides Thrashing around inside you until we spill into the sea I’ve been drenched by the waters of passing storms They all dwindled down and dried up I sit on your shores sometimes boldly reaching out to touch you I watch as you slip through my fingers I slip off my shoes and put my feet in I know you are dangerously deep I’ve seen and felt your darkest places For now I’ll walk beside you every step of the way My bare feet on the raw earth, the most natural way I’ll follow your beautiful flow until the end