The River

With days to ponder, days ahead

Like a flowing river in our head

That went through the mountain stream

Where we learned to fall before we leaned

Against a wall that cast afar

A shadow that drowned us all

And through the dark, risen anew

We found the light that burned immute

In a hope to slowly burn away

Our dreary pasts that laid awake

Through the gushing of the fall

And the calm that surrounds it all.

 

 

With years to ponder, years gone behind

The heights we reached lost track of time

The mountain streams now joined the sea

The brooks and creeks now asleep

But in the silence, we yearn and pray

For the place where we were made

Where the hooks and falls would set us free

To dream again of the light to seek

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

I don't know what I want from you guys here. The idea is a little vague yet clear in my mind. I did my best to express it here. Hope you understand.