The River Time parked my sadness on its shoals today.
Then it guided reflective ripples over its inland-smoothed pebbles. Just like a gentle shepherd. Kind and unwavering.
It stole away the engulfing memories so I could have choices. They were escorted to yesterday. Ruminating quietly.
The River Time narrowed and has curved its bittersweet, careful path into the waiting mouth of the future for me. I am ready.
Begin anew. Waste not one precious second, minute, or hour being blank. Fill up new pockets of memories with fat happy giggles and guffaws. They are waiting in the cool undisturbed River. Stitch them shut.
About the Creator
Raissa Dassel
I have been a poet since my childhood. It peaked during my misunderstood teens and now again in my 50th year of life. It would be an honor to have people respond to my thoughts. I played the piano as a child, too. It is a beautiful life.
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