Where the Rivers Converge

 

Meet me where the rivers converge,
where the elemental

upsurge

of thought and reflection
begin to inspire

the formation

of territories newly populated
by the wisdom of

hands that prayed

themselves into warm bundles
of anxious grins that called upon the old

incantations

of lost serpents, mighty but humble
and for the most part without guile

voiceless…..

but keenly aware of the changes in direction
and flow, and contemporary with outgrowths of

new being

not yet reduced by the apparitions we have yet to fight.

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