 |
| secret sacred waters on high ...photo by harlon rivers |
Just a single grain of the universe ...
I am the song from purling river bottom undulate currents
sung with the feral voice a river overflowing tears
awakened to feel the ache a loneliness wash o’er
deep big eddy’s swirling macrocosmic churn
singingly soothing arrhythmic bouldered waters’ roll
silently smoothing prehistoric igneous stone
temporal memories' artifacts fade away simpatico
like sedimentary fingerprints insipidly erode
ever-changing undercurrents ebb and flow
river-song coursing sweetly rogue to and fro
rolling down the cascading wild riverbed winding-road
unchained a higher rocky mountain’s forked throne
the river's hallowed confluence --- spellbound oceans' beck and call
drawn by enamelled yellow moon’s gathering push and pull
metamorphosis incarnates the highest mountain’s stone’s throw
unto a single grain of distant shorelines’ heart and soul ...
© harlon rivers ... 6.16.2014
No comments:
Post a Comment