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On The River

One river twisted,
endless churning within,
tangled debris deep below
blocking his motion,
distorting all sight,
muddying the night sheet
encasing him in questions and doubt …

Until he stumbled ashore
and glimpsed another
crystalline surface
poised for its time to receive him
soon,
he having honored what's done,
and knowing any more of it would kill him.

Some quick words of remembrance
clean simple getaway
to his silent morning rendezvous
luminous date
with a fish from his past
taunting, salmon
resplendent on the river
awaiting
their most exuberant dancing.