I am the river that flows to the sea.

Tokens of love fall into me,

And sometimes they are thrown

As offerings.

Every leaf, every pebble,

Every stone

Carries a message

Of life known up to that moment.

Every twig, every flower,

Each bit of trash,

A lock of hair,

The ashes of someone you knew

Dissolve in me, or come to rest

Ina new place.

I bear the message

Of Life and Death,

Of True Living,

Of insight and breath,

Inspiration and liberation,

Of being and not being,

And how much alike 

They really may be.

I am a river of poetry,

Always on a course

Of Love, Sweet Peace,

And Freedom from

Anyone and Anything

That would keep us from

Our Destination there.

-jenn