the river…

I spent a little time this past weekend watching the river in a canyon near Leakey, Texas. The way I know most in my spirit that I am, in fact, Mrs Metaphor is because I cannot help but see myself in things around me…or…it could be that I’m completely narcissistic, I’ll allow for that possibility. In any case, here’s where I found me when I arrived at the lodge:

the river

i take the path
of least resistance
because i am the river
sure of it’s course
most of it’s life

current maker
and current carried
wearing deep ruts
into solid rock
with unannounced effort
confident
quiet
until the rain comes
and then the flood.

©adc 2010

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