Stream of Consciousness

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Where does the river go?

She mused on life.

Such ripe beginnings to tempt the mouth,

The belly full with fecund growth.

The soul divided by love and hope.

The divine incarnate, the ebb and flow.

When to stay and where to go.

She wandered along the humid banks,

Immersed in silent gratitude,

The sky white-faced,

The sun wore grey.

Long leaves simply watched,

And she went away.

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3 thoughts on “Stream of Consciousness

  1. So your auction is over and you are on your way to magical France!!!???
    Don’t forget your friends who are still elsewhere, wishing they were with you!!

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  2. DO remember that you have friends in the US, also!! You have a room, hospitality, and transportation awaiting you!

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