In the still river of my heart
and the avenues of Past,
enlivened memories shall sleep no longer…
Welcome now the strongest tides
and cage every hesitation…
The dowser within picks up the rod
to lay a final gambit –
the source has all but disappeared.
And though this spring is well tried
it remains fresh to my hopes,
the fountain sits in me to collect many a depth
and hold such tremulous years to light.
So let the future be kind and bring forth
all manner of rich archives…
And share this common antidote
in our tender copious fate.
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 3:02 PM UTC
In the still river of my heart
and the avenues of Past,
enlivened memories shall sleep no longer…
Welcome now the strongest tides
and cage every hesitation…
The dowser within picks up the rod
to lay a final gambit –
the source has all but disappeared.
And though this spring is well tried
it remains fresh to my hopes,
the fountain sits in me to collect many a depth
and hold such tremulous years to light.
So let the future be kind and bring forth
all manner of rich archives…
And share this common antidote
in our tender copious fate.