The River’s Footsteps To The Ocean
“… walk in the trees and watch the light fall into it …”
— from In Lieu of Flowers by Shawna LeMay
Forever, is the falling
and never, is the landing,
yet here we are, standing,
dappled by soft morning
sunlight, wondering if
we’re doing this right,
this remembering you
when all we can hear
when we quiet ourselves
just bird songs and wind whistles
and somewhere we can’t yet see,
the river’s footsteps to the ocean
the river’s footsteps. beautiful.
bound to its course
within the limits of
banks and beds..
“when all we can hear, when we quiet ourselves to listen…”
I love this.