Flowing like a river does,
Straight into the ocean,
I embrace my inner self
With a calm devotion.
Winding roads and rolling fields,
Them I see aplenty.
Lethe is my acolyte,
Them I have a twenty.
I’m the current and the brine,
Nourishing and ageless.
Slipping through your hands like time,
Cleansing bitter rages.
Sifting through the memories,
Finding those of merit…
Love me like a river does -
Light is there to share it.
11-ii-2018
River
© Copyright: Тим Волков, 2018
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