I walked down to the river
26 June 2015
Trickle of water
Ran upwards from spirit’s palm
Defying physics
Challenge to set intentions
Opened reservoirs of grace
Spring fresh gushed onwards
Streams forming in its light trail
Moving upward drive
Elevated concepts rose
Scaling mere fragments of thought
Land formations thinned
Water seeped in through all cracks
Deltas met their end
I walked down to the river
While it flowed down to the sea
Seagulls mewed faintly
Their sullen voices beckoned
Ocean’s thunderous cry
Flooded in white light that roared
Source stood in wake of my call