rolling river

The sun is back
The view is clear
Letting go what
Was so near

Cool wind starts
Spreading wings
A worn out heart
Will dare not sing

The river rolls
Its waters grey
Leaden hopes
Won’t float away

Roots unearthed
Hold their ground
And wait their turn
To take me down

River green
Have you seen
The tale untold
Tightly fold
Into what seemed
But wouldn’t be?


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