Lying On The River Bank
Sunday, October 17, 2010
I thought.
I thought not.
But then I wonder.
Where has this river taken us?
Pristine water-
It lies
I lay down
On the river bank
To watch the hum and flow
Ever shifting
Never faltering
Why wait for such
Insignificance?
It continues to breeze
Past the ragged rocks
Because nothing can stop it
Perhaps it is this
Clear untainted water
That has diluted us
Pried us apart
Nudged us to the rocky ground
Harsh and sweet smelling
We lie
But not together
And the river runs on
Labels: Drabbles, Inspiration makes me happy, Poetry, Type: Free Verse
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