Open Poetry #35 |
The River, the Stones, the Birds |
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
On the silent shores of a river she walks in quite solitude, trying to forget the night embedding her heart and mind. Icy waters swirl around her ankles, inviting her to plunge in, relinquishing life, setting her free. Something new touches her heart and she looks at her feet: small stones gleam in the sunlight; she looks to the sky: eagles soar on majestic wings far above the mountain tops; she listens to the world around her: solitary sandpipers running on gravel give their high-pitched thrill. With this beauty to accompany her, she realizes the path she must take, and relinquishes her pain and sorrow to float away as flotsam into an ever-cleansing sea far away where she can never follow. Drawing strength from the river, wisdom from the stones, freedom from the birds and life from nature’s bounty... she courageously begins a new life. |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
Nicely done. I like your work. CG |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
My God, it's as if you had been watching me in a weak moment long ago. I felt a warm rush of HUMANITY as I read this. Thank you, for the warmth of this gift. (am keeping this one in my library) |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
she realizes the path she must take, and relinquishes her pain and sorrow to float away as flotsam into an ever-cleansing sea Wonderful, wonderful writing! hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
The River,The Stones and The Birds, What more cleansing, if we but look around at the true beauty of nature. Thank you for this. martyjo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
love this one |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
she realizes the path she must take, and relinquishes her pain and sorrow to float away as flotsam into an ever-cleansing sea far away where she can never follow. Drawing strength from the river, wisdom from the stones, freedom from the birds and life from nature’s bounty... she courageously begins a new life. ~*~ Isn't it wonderful that what we see around us, can lift us ever so gently, and walk away with us from the precipice? Enjoyed this very much. Thank you. |
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