The River by sadlers5
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The River
I feel like I am pouring myself out
Like the water over the falls.
My heart cannot go,
Where my love
Takes it sometimes.
When this river runs dry
I will be all spent
And the soul of the river,
Will be rushing to the sea.
By Ann Burchill
Comments (6)
netsia
I like this. When we are at the point where we feel we will burst, going with the flow and letting Spirit carry us on comforts.
dtp
lift up when we sad.....
meico
What a lovely compact little poem .. the image is developed beautifully throughout the piece and leaves one pondering the exigencies of existence.
tallpindo
Prosperity is like the Mouths of the Ganges. You cannot hold it back. Despair is a dry waterless place that can be traversed with difficulty. Tame Judas is a monkey holding my hand.
katili
I read this one many times. It had such motion and emotion. It is really a fine poem describing big & small , sad & survive so well.
Akinom
A very emotinal poem... it describes perfectly those feelings we have from time to time. Brava!