Spirit of the River

Oh, Great River, listen to these words.

 

 

Spirit of the River

 

 

 

 

Heavy as metal but

drifts on the surface

My purpose.

Has found me... 

I shall not allow

An obstacle

Nor shall I leave

furious bits unruffled

 

 

 

A broad silver knife.

I need.

To incise remaining life

And if I bleed...

 

There must not be

air for sentimentals

Yes, they are fundamental

The Steps I take in soiled shoes

Leave my feet sore

Yet I shall soar.

Not to His Heaven,

But to my Vision

 

These silver-blue fringes

Of the river I cross

are defying me.

 

But I will trudge forward

To heat my skin

Beneath the poor fabric

And to calm the shiver

Oh, Great River,

I need not an earthquake

To shake me awake

Nor do I need an oath to make,

 

Now, listen to the words

I might burn in flames

Amidst your calm mist

But I will not halt and weep

For a broken maiden

Being drowned and hauled

Back into the sea.

 

Oh, Great River,

The toetips of your banks 

might seem yeilding

In the daylight

With your silver glimmer

And tamed pebbles

but you are sturdy

You could force me back

With a broken back

And soaked rags of shame

And I could deceive you

Into believing you had prevailed

Then throttle your breath

And dry your silver color

With machines and sins

But I will not.

I shall not.

 

Now, listen to my words,

I need not an oath to make,

But I will not halt and weep

For the sinking sun

Nor will I weep for my loss

I will be the one

To march ahead and leap

Leaving no threads

Of promises I cannot keep...

Author's Note

*Image Title: The River of No Return
*By: moyan
*Link: http://moyan.deviantart.com/art/The-River-of-No-Return-183877197?q=boost%3Apopular%20river%20spirit&qo=1

Reviews

[*Evelen*]

This is a amazing. The choice of words and how you put them together sound so beautiful. Thanks for sharing. Well done.

[Daydreamer54]

Beautiful;! I love the poetic language! Great write! ^^