a quick poem, given in response to a kind email in which another mentions and thanks for being someone able to ‘agree to disagree’.
rivers run as rivers do and ever will
parallel and intermittent
slow or fast, sometimes still
who would the river tame
or channel to other ends
freely rushing waters that
swirl ’round curious bends
or seek even one small droplet
to alter from its course
that liberated be bound and set
such thoughts, oh find remorse!
leaf upon the eddy
twig a’spinning, floating
ne’er seek power so giddy
as pride would for such gloating
i enjoy to watch the river run
on occasion into its stream
set toes or fingers or thirsty mouth
partake of its many dreams
no issue with its coolness
how it may at times me splash
no thought of such ill boldness as
to bridle, bit, or flash
the beauty of the river
alive with being and free
in which we all are droplets
as free as free can be