The River

*Written on September 21*

 

people sitting by

the river,

on the steps by

the river...

 

a man

swimming in

the river,

standing out in

the vast river...

 

boats of

people,

of tourists,

pass by on

the river...

 

I hear and see the

water of 

the river,

splashing against

the steps...

 

I see a

seagull,

flying low

over

the water of

river...

 

I see

bubbles,

playful bubbles,

flying

over the water,

over the steps,

following the

wind,

wherever it will

take them...

 

I feel the sun,

warm upon me,

touching my

skin...

 

I feel the wind ,

blowing softly ,

keeping things

cool...

 

they all come

together,

the swimmer,

the boats,

the splashing water,

seagulls, bubbles,

sun, and wind,

they are together,

reach inside

of me...

 

they

touch

my soul,

and heal my heart...

 

they touch

my soul,

and bring

me close

to

YOU,

close enough to

feel YOU

in my heart...

 

this happens

by

the river.