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

Imaginations reality.

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.