many moons
have come and gone
since the
thought even crossed my mind
so many
rivers have been crossed,
on this
long and winding road
we've been
walking on.
there were
times when bridges were burning,
others ... swimming in breath taking turbulence,
to unknown
shorelines
throwing
caution like a child of the wind
flying like
a feather with the breeze in a leap of faith~
hopefully
crossing muddy waters
while trying
to find the brighter side of darkness.
some things
we learn so slow
...there comes
a time…
… when
there is needed time
for
building bridges
to other
hopeful respite
never
intending to fall in love again
and yet
believing that nothing is inevitable.
if love is
the purpose of this journey
giving love
is asking for nothing in return
surrendering
to an undeniable,
preordained
destiny...
Harlon Rivers
December 5th, 2012
