Running, flowing -
Rushing like a stream...
Like a river
Swimming down the land,
Through the fields,
And down the valleys
So too, do I
Feel -
The same.
Water rushes, gushes -
Up and over rocks,
Stones & boulders...
Making its way to a
Far away destination,
As do I seem to be
Nearly there -
Or not?
It still seems far.
Winds, turns and
Around the bends it goes,
Turning this way & that...
Life does the same -
And never ceases to calm
But I shouldn't despair
For surely,
Peace
Will Come.
Waterfall, like a torrent
Falls, falls and tumbles -
As a skydiver
Gliding through the air...
Freely, carefree do I
Seem to be falling
Sailing,
Swimming
Into the hands of love.
And out of the foam,
The froth, waves of turbulence
Of a changed life & new love
The river of life,
Of a new - beginning...
Wash calmly down the river
Away into the
Sunrise,
The start of a new Dawn.
~ Quentin Jessen © 24 April 2006
