in a river flow
you see me I am
a limb or leave
soft demeanor when I float down
I am at nature's mercy;
quite like now.
You see my limbs thrash
trying to tread water as
no one else does
you get high when I am
low when I sink under;
you are my lifesaver.
Then, on the shore I come up on,
you are there, a hand hold,
you are my float.
I've floated on other streams,
went under, many times.
Never came up gasping
seeing my dreams.
Never have I paddled over
limbs and debris,
raised my head and seen
heaven.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
in a river flow
you see me I am
a limb or leave
soft demeanor when I float down
I am at nature's mercy;
quite like now.
You see my limbs thrash
trying to tread water as
no one else does
you get high when I am
low when I sink under;
you are my lifesaver.
Then, on the shore I come up on,
you are there, a hand hold,
you are my float.
I've floated on other streams,
went under, many times.
Never came up gasping
seeing my dreams.
Never have I paddled over
limbs and debris,
raised my head and seen
heaven.
