River Song















I’ll keep the refrain of the song of the river

           Its rumble and shout as it courses along
   Caressing the rock into smooth, graceful contours
                   High leaping arcs as it thunders on down

             The roil and the roll and the coming together
       Frothy rejoining of channels
Soft curling curve of the eddies returning
      Sloshing back over the rocks

              See how it takes me
                    It captures and fascinates
                            I could behold it forever
            Much later, memory takes it to illustrate
Life-thrumming rhythms within

And I find myself feeling
         we’ve come through a waterfall
             Free falling, crashing, and tumbling out
                  Joy of abandon, then jolt of the reckoning
                         Sinking and wondering:
                              Where are we now?

               Deep in the pool, in the calm underneath
           we remember
       Water is one, and we’ve never been lost or alone
We fall with the force from the source to the ocean
        Far-flung but always at home

     So we rise, so we roll, so we merge
           In the pulsing repeat of the song
      So, smoothly, our courses converge
 In what we have been all along.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 15, 2012



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