Down by the River

I went down by the river to listen to the sounds of life.

Down by the river I heard life calling my name,

begging me to drop what once was and now is not and to follow life.

I set my heart to the side and followed life.

Down by the river is where I want to be:

Where the river is free, and the rocks are fierce yet gentle;

Down by the river where the pelican seems

to walk on the water just like our Lord did;

Down by the river where lightnings dance in a clear blue sky so free.

Down by the river is where life calls,

Begging one to forget time and space

for a moment which seems like forever.

Down by the river I heard music of nature

Carried on by a wind so concrete it can be grasped by the hand.

Down by the river is where thunder roars faintly yet powerfully.

Down by the river is where I find peace:

Peace within myself, peace with nature.

Down by the river is where life wants me to be.

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A New Dream

The world doesn’t have space for our love;

No, it doesn’t allocate a spot for us

To plant our love.

The world doesn’t give us a place to cultivate our love;

To grow it, prune it, harvest it

And reap the crops thereof.

The world is too cruel for our

Love, too bitterly unfair.

 

Thus, I must dream a new dream;

We must dream a new dream:

One without you, without me.

A dream where there’s nothing but space in a world where

we can love freely, liberally, though separately.

We must dream a new dream where

we can give the love that we couldn’t, shouldn’t keep for ourselves.