Unlike the Nile…or Thames…or Rio Grande
I need no specific place or time
I have no boundaries…no beginning or end
I claim no place…no one
And I can be claimed by none…
I have become the River…
Untamed by mountains…or rocks…or
Other hardened places…
I find my way eventually
To the source of all rivers…unstoppable
I toil without tiring
I have become the River
Drawing to myself the many tributaries
Which are my sources…
I am full with the many waters
Of this great Eternity…
I flow forever in you…over you…beyond you…
From: Roy Alexander Graham's... “Of Scattered Seed and Broken Souls.”
Monday, March 28, 2016
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