BRIDGE OVER OTTER CREEK

Clouds beneath the river
deeper than the river goes,
grasses by the river
flowing as the river flows
behind the city houses
blind and unaware
that the river dances
among the grasses there.

And what behind your open eyes
stays hidden from your sight?
And what behind your dreaming eyes
makes stories in the night?
For all that’s happened in your time
and all that will ever be
is flowing as the river flows
through long grass to the sea.

 

 

2007

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