The River

The flow, the freedom, the fury, the floods.
all faces of the river and its endless show.
Sometimes boring, quiet and calm
other days churning with anger and waves.
Her banks overflowing from torrents of rain
her speed too quick to follow.
The current carries trees, debris
and unknown victims in its path.
Nothing can stop the anger of the river.
No dams, dykes or sandbags
contain this powerful giant!
So we lean to live
with this river of power.
To love the beauty and accept her gifts.

Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 1990 ©