The river winds
or does it unravel?
Like a leaf floating along the river's edge,
a lovely way to travel
You can almost hear the glistening,
listening to the water's echo
Is it a fog or mist
rising from the shadows?
The trail is long
but it's a wonder
ever changing, ever new,
some it tears asunder
Fragile beauty can be frightening,
tranquil times enlightening
the wolf's coat, the eagle's wings,
the coyote's howl...
The seas are wide,
some say there's no bottom
Lost among the waves,
Atlantis hidden in the fathoms
From here i've heard man rose
rising from the foam
and he's been lost ever since,
searching for his home...
this is beautiful Gus...like all your poetry vivid scenes that draw the reader in to stand beside you....Scarlett
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ReplyDeleteThank you, Ivett and Scarlett... so glad you like it... thank you again for visiting my blog and for reading my poetry... it does mean a lot to me... peace
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