TO THE OCEAN

There’s a shifting of power

within the rivers down under surface.

Where waters of no visibility present

a flotilla of movable parts making their

way downstream with the occasional

restriction in the pathway to the ocean.

 

Portions of land, homes, docks

and various twisted debris move in silence

and unbalanced order. Trees tumble and

roll. Branches, fences, car parts and

mailboxes, all things once securely fastened

now slip below the surface. Even lost

souls, some long forgotten, others new to the flow.

 

The river judges nothing. It is

impartial to the highway it creates.

 

 

 

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