Went whitewater rafting last week…





Clear tears begin to flow
dampening my cheek skin as the river courses through me
deep inside
my darkness

My gaze rests upon the sun-dappled water
pulse slows
time ceases
and I no longer exist by myself

I wade into her shadowy splashes
and the liquid mercury-colored ripples part in welcome
to me and
my raft

Sun streaks through the mirrors
of her shallow dances with rocks and muddy bottom
illuminating the way I am to go

Two unconscious hours meander along Her banks with me
as I paddle
smiling, sun-blessed and damp
both without and

Tonight I remember Her silently
as I warm by the campfire