River And Wheel

I go to the river
as others have gone before me
and though it is cold
I enter the water
at the spot on the bank
where anglers have entered
for more years than are known
seeking food and sport
and perhaps a connection
to a wheel turning through time
so I can bring what is there
to the spot on the bank
where more people than are known
have entered for more years
than are known
seeking connection to more
than is known
and once I have pulled myself out
and am high and dry and warm
I turn back to the land
carrying with me more than I can know
yet somehow I do know
I am more full
than before I plunged in
and caught hold
of the wheel

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

2 responses to “River And Wheel

  • Eileen

    Hope that flow from the beginning of time helps put our present in perspective. Most of us are feeling helpless today in the face of the recurring cycle of stupidity and violence where no one and nothing is sacred. Through all the eons of struggle to become one with that flow, our experience of it has ebbed and flowed like the tide. But history shows us it gains a grain or two of sand each time. Eternity is beyond our vision, like the difference between standing on a mountain and standing next to the railroad tracks watching a train go by. The challenge for the idealists is accepting progress in imperceptible measurements. Hang on!

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