I am grateful
For the river. It reminds me that
Life keeps moving and that
Nothing stays the same.
Sometimes I think that a
Bend of the river where the water
Slows and stays lapping gently is safe
But it rains
And rains and fills and swirls and rushes on.
Brown and frothing and fast and I think
It will never go down but it does and
The birds and fishermen come back and
All the time the river keeps moving.
Slow and serene or fast and ferocious it
draws me to its side and gives me
peace.
And reminds me to keep moving, slow or fast,
But to keep moving
Because life does.
And I am grateful for the river.
Yeongwol Community (pictured above) has the Pyeongchang River running right by. Daily proximity to such a dynamic force of nature makes me thoughtful. Today, the irony of my restless thoughts being quieted by a rushing torrent of water, goaded me to jot some free verse. . .