01/06/2025

The Friend who sat by Rivers

 

I think of you sat by the edge of a river

Many times, whole days spent

With the way the water flowed

That easy posture

Sat on rivers bend

Bare back against tree trunk

Knowing one another’s strength

 

 

Your weight alive with the earth of the bank

Your mind, who knows?

Beautifully still

Beautifully full

Thoughts at war, fast and whirring

Were you sat bearing too much reality?

Or instead did your thoughts fade

The poles of pairs parting

Sitting with water in the gaps of time

Heart swimming

 

 

What would you have made of me now

And the waterfall of my mind/heart combination

Had we the chance to continue

knowing one another by our slower thoughts

The chance to change together

Like the water

Flowing on and on until the sea

Maybe, maybe we all end in the sea, eventually

 


And did you look up ever?

Skin on bark at the river bend

Looking upon the dendritic patterns

Of the branches above, onto the spiral galaxies beyond

Up, yes and also I imagine your gaze went soil down

Considering connectivity and a single source

Sensing symbiosis and the eternal song

A thinking with the planet about the planets

On a river bank meditating on the ways you were loved

Cultivating a felt sense of that love as a true possession

 

 

It is those dendritic patterns again

Tributaries of singing water

Surging through your family and friends

Beyond Kin and tribe

To an open handed

Open hearted

Field of wonder


Abiding in the perpetual flowerings of loss and love

Tender shoots of healing

And so many tones of beauty.