Went back to the river and its waters still flowed
Like they did when I was younger and lost in the world
And time was drawn by its white-capped rapids
And boys were still playing in its treacherous mud.
Mushrooms and fishbone, aniseed whiff
Traces of apple and rosewood mold.
Went back to the lake with its water still calm
Mirror-like settled and brushed by the dawn
Upset by waves of careless wishes
Made by hearts of aimless mood.
Time paints heavy with water like this
A landscape of sorrow and dreams and bliss.
Sat down at the banks, felt lost at home
A visitor I was, now and back then.
Something leaned heavy on my shoulders and heart
Like a friend all tired, how we’ve grown apart.
A fruit all shriveled in the grass by the trunk
Waters uprooted and blossoms undone.
Whatever makes you happy, can’t be owned.
Let it flow unbounded and winding just so.
Come back to its shores and come undone
Return to where it has all begun.
Time paints heavy with water like this
A landscape of sorrow and dreams and bliss.
Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 6:59 AM UTC
Went back to the river and its waters still flowed
Like they did when I was younger and lost in the world
And time was drawn by its white-capped rapids
And boys were still playing in its treacherous mud.
Mushrooms and fishbone, aniseed whiff
Traces of apple and rosewood mold.
Went back to the lake with its water still calm
Mirror-like settled and brushed by the dawn
Upset by waves of careless wishes
Made by hearts of aimless mood.
Time paints heavy with water like this
A landscape of sorrow and dreams and bliss.
Sat down at the banks, felt lost at home
A visitor I was, now and back then.
Something leaned heavy on my shoulders and heart
Like a friend all tired, how we’ve grown apart.
A fruit all shriveled in the grass by the trunk
Waters uprooted and blossoms undone.
Whatever makes you happy, can’t be owned.
Let it flow unbounded and winding just so.
Come back to its shores and come undone
Return to where it has all begun.
Time paints heavy with water like this
A landscape of sorrow and dreams and bliss.
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