Time of the River

the river

is frozen

in time,

the past perfectly

capture

for out eyes

to see...

 

in the frozen river,

we can

see with our own eyes

what once was,

we can see the

past in the present,

both together...

 

yet,

the past frozen in the

river

is slowly moving away,

slowly moving back

to the liquid it was

when it was captured

but warior winter with his

cold grip...

 

lady spring,

with her warm wand,

is setting the past free,

and soon, the time of the river,

will resume its flow once again...

 

the past will not be seen by our eyes,

but will be abstract

once more...

 

the time of the

river,

will flow,

from past to present to future,

until it is captured once again...