Ode To The River

Today I sat beside a river so old and dominant, trapped in the throes of gravity.
My thoughts slid across its slithering surface.
I wondered about what it truly takes to be a man.
I also pondered remorse.


It is a funny thing, the smell of sea air creeping into the nose.
Crisp, clean, and inspiring.
Teach us the ways of your thought provoking body.
Show us what it means to be free.


I was perched and frail beside the river watching a duck swim with confidence against the raging current.
Could there be more to this fragile world of ours?
As I glared into the reflective liquid I contemplated rebellion.


Serene, massive body of water help me wonder what more could be awaiting us in the after world.
To think beyond the dream.
I will sit beside you forever flowing throughout my mind...