Walking by the river
I pause as the din of otherness and angst
Dissipates into the spaces between existence.
Stillness and clarity infuse the air
Till my breath slows
To the river flowing ceaselessly
Reaching to timelessness
Circling through history
Carrying memory, myth and metaphor
Submerging hands I cup the mystery
And awaken to tributaries moving beneath skin
Etching paths of light
Mapping the universe
Pulsing at fingertips with primordial rhythm.
Transparent gold and memory fragments
Coalesce into pools of luminiscent amber
Layer upon layer
Brush caresses canvas
And the river dons a veil of reenchantment.