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Caught up in the urging undertow swimming against the stream's surging swell awash in swirling back eddies succumbing to natural undercurrents relentless ebb and flow we are not helpless to swim against the leavening tide lest we be breathlessly swept away when spring melts the winter solitude the  creeks do sing of rise and fall yearningly drawn by a deep well of gravity as high fountain snow-melt waters mingle, steal away on the rise; migrate unrestrained runoff rolling unturned stones against the wind to the sea's abiding drum oh river rouse from deafening silent winter slumber oceans beckon to the confluence swell, where all great journeying rivers diverge in perpetuity; meld where the tide water’s restlessly lie absorbed, unsung, infused unto - - ever rolling currents roil        it's not the weight of gravity carried nor the distance coursing burden's thorn a faith in believing in this journey's unknown destiny, how the shouldered load is borne I was lost, alone in life's raging river; in the river I did not drown ... © ---
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Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 6:38 PM UTC
Alone in the river I did not drown
Caught up in the urging undertow swimming against the stream's surging swell awash in swirling back eddies succumbing to natural undercurrents relentless ebb and flow we are not helpless to swim against the leavening tide lest we be breathlessly swept away when spring melts the winter solitude the  creeks do sing of rise and fall yearningly drawn by a deep well of gravity as high fountain snow-melt waters mingle, steal away on the rise; migrate unrestrained runoff rolling unturned stones against the wind to the sea's abiding drum oh river rouse from deafening silent winter slumber oceans beckon to the confluence swell, where all great journeying rivers diverge in perpetuity; meld where the tide water’s restlessly lie absorbed, unsung, infused unto - - ever rolling currents roil        it's not the weight of gravity carried nor the distance coursing burden's thorn a faith in believing in this journey's unknown destiny, how the shouldered load is borne I was lost, alone in life's raging river; in the river I did not drown ... © ---
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wildisthewind
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wildisthewind
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 6:38 PM UTC
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