A river runs through us
the river of life
With its twists and its turns,
and its banks out of sight
...early morning
mist, fractured light,
scatters
these dregs of the day –
Away, away!
The flotsam and jetsam
of the years passing by
Swirl in the whirlpool
float in the sky.
the azure blue
heat-haze sky
childhood, all gone by
Down in the depths,
murky and drear,
Listen to the heartbeat
Listen to the fear.
Swim against the current
never let go
Swim back
to the river,
to a river of time,
a scurry in a hurry –
and a tangle of rhyme