By R. Cary
Walking on the River’s edge, my soul only thinks to drift.
Wondering in my heart, what my life would be like
If I crossed the River’s edge.
A flowing stream, a consciousness pulsing along
The earth. Beating its own path, running its own course,
If only I knew its rhythm
I could jump right in, live as one with this earth.
Through the River’s muse, I could be as one;
If only I was brave enough
To let go, to face my fears of uncertainty, to trust
This River, to listen to its eternal bliss,
If I only I knew how
To live in my instincts, to trust my own self beliefs
To say to myself, I can only live for the next
If only I knew tomorrow
Would never come. I would live like today was my last
And jump in this river’s course, letting it give to me
If only I could let this River guide me.
Truth in this life, truth in what was here before me
A living history right in front me, if only I knew
What this river knew, how much more
Knowledge this river has than me. So much I want to know.
Each ripple an exposure of truth, each turn of life
If only I knew what was ahead on this journey,
This River has carved to live, a story we should all see
In our humanity. We over time have our truth to become
If only I could tell our truth, our
Beaten paths wearing this world into canyons of our will,
Letting truth and pureness arrive in our ripples of faith
If only I could see
We are the river, flowing with purpose with this earth
A relentless humanity, living as this mother earth.
If only I could see.
By R. Cary