River Guard
J. Carlstad
Raw voice of emotion taking over mind and soul
Churning, burning, wheedling, coaxing, choking, crying
Calling eternally
to me
Revolving, twisting, turning
Over and over
Incessantly, rhythmically
As the beating of this heart
‘Tis the cry of the ages
Before the dawning of time
The sun rises before
The fall of darkness
Only to see fiery rays
Light the sky
as it rises again
And yet – this river flows on
Connecting these strident notes
Forever bound
Within this soul
Beyond all imagining
And ever asking why?
Where does it all lead? And
so,
I try to follow and thus lead
In a quest where harmony and truth align
A quest to quench this
Thirst of this time
