Wednesday, November 23, 2016

The River

River water deepens
Under heavy winter mists
Silver sheets of raindrops
Shroud empty swirling nests

Low or fully flowing
The river spends its breath
Deftly sorting gravels
Where sockeye salmon nest

River ever-flowing
Along its ancient course
Wearing through a landscape
That knows the river's source

River flowing endless
Can never lose its way
Its water streaming forward
Has forgotten where it played


Crunching speckled pebbles
On the shore beneath my feet
Reminding me of people
All the same and yet unique

Shifting in the breaking surf
Drying in the sun
Pebbles lying on the beach
Rest before they run

Pebbles at the mercy
Of waves and winter tides
Waiting for the right time
To turn and sink and rise