River Revue
Rivers ripple over smooth stones—
a fluid dance, and I sway
with the rhythms
of its current, capture
the flow of the dewy air
until I play and leap
like the bluegrass
reeds, sing
like the spotted
sandpipers,
and root
back
into myself.
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what a descriptive portrayal of loosing oneself in nature!
This is lovely. The words really flow. Bery concise writing.