The River

I am at the time spoken of
when the river flows very fast.
And so, it's better to go with the rushing waters
not hang on to shores past...
past sands
past lands
past flanks of roads once travelled
past broken levees
and shifted ground
past dreams unravelled
and rusted crowns.

Did you ever see the clouds spirit sigh
as it drifed overhead?
And know it's calling?-the glow of promised water
a song sung to your last
last lie
last chant of your goodbye
last cry
last flighte of holds once tight held
last song by unheard angels
and redman sky?
-last sunrays faded
and darkened waterfalls?

I am at the time they had foretold of
when water rise rushes down
and I go with the rapids
floating so I won't drown
go down with what needs to be submerged
down in the levles deep dark below
down in crumbling caverns
and abandoned caves
down beneath the overflow
and racing waves.