the river
pedaling the canoe upstream
slippery bank mossy rocks
anchoring restlessness
within the twilight
rhythming the years of nostalgia
towards night ending
never to fade.
oh my!
so old is the river.
flora, fauna and life herbs
chillling air, clear water
atmosphere;
softening sandalwood aroma
burning sticks of incence
floating among the trees
of the river bank
readable
talkable.
ever I passed by it
vaguely though in memory
remembrance always
is faithful
strength is the river
loyalty its commitment.
pedaling the canoe upstream
longing is too acute
to be extinguished.
am awaiting
the ticking
to end
anchoring my physical
into the lake
the source,
river of time.
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