Poem: The River

THE RIVER

 

These tides change 

With each passing thought. 

These waves splash 

Upon each foundation. 

They caress the rocks 

With purity. 

The rocks cry out 

For more. 

More change to flow, 

More doubts to grow. 

This land of shifting 

Is held not, 

Seeping through our cracks 

Of humanness. 

This river cleanses 

But never enough. 

Wind and spirit 

Are our strength, 

Overcoming impossibilities, 

Making all things new. 

From this cliff’s edge, 

I take note 

Of the cold air 

And the clouded sky above. 

I begin to feel 

Closer to my fears, 

Closer to my home. 

My soul cries 

Like the rocks below, 

For the mighty river. 

I will never fall alone 

Or fret for tomorrow, 

Because the river is near. 

The river is love, 

The river is peace. 

It floods my land 

With blessings from the shore 

And dreams of a better world 

Where we are Closer than we know. 

______________________________________________________  

©2000 Torrence. King. All Rights Reserved. 

To view and order The Kiss of Life – Go to:

http://torrenceking.blogspot.com/2011/08/kiss-of-life-poetry-art-collection.html