Primum Argumentum

Sobering up in the river water

Primum Argumentum

Nature calls

and beckons

to be spoken of-

speak to me,

that I may see

your purpose 

for my being.

Fluent in streams of

babbling gibberish

like the river flowing

cold over my toes.

I sit pondering:

where does it go?

Could it lead to

fantastic lands?

Would I stay or

follow it back home?

I only speak of Nature

when I yearn for

God and Love.