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Old Riverbed

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Walking the old river bed,

How often has the course changed?

How often the boulders

Worn to rocks

Worn to pebbles

Worn to dust?

The river carries them on,

Shape shifting.

How often the roots of mighty trees exposed,

How often

They held on until

Nothing left for them to grasp,

They succumb to the way

And float on?

How often no man stands to witness the

Sound

Of the fall?

All

Become one

With the river

Eventually

Returning

To the sea.

Old riverbeds remain and regrow from tiny

Seed to become mighty trees

They return

In time forgetting the river.

The Great Wilderness

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I reopened the gate

And went out into

The

Great

Wilderness.

There I returned to the

Life

I new

As a child

And became

The

Peace

I have always carried.

For the birds welcomed me.

The wind embraced me.

The trees received me with a timeless remembering.

The dirt infused my senses with vivification.

The sky opened up in my heart

And the sun became a friend to my soul again.

I recalled this is where I belong.

There,

In

The

Great

Wilderness,

I did live

Once

More.