Rivers & Oceans

Rivers And Oceans

By Roy D. Follendore III

Copyright © 1997 Roy D. Follendore III

It takes no intelligence

or animal tooth

to listen to nature

to speak of the truth.

We are all of that Ocean

and all of that River

from which all life emerges

and all must deliver.

All Rivers must search

both night and by day,

for they have not a home

or a place they can stay.

All Oceans hold presence

where deep currents play,

because Oceans so deep

must have their own way.

The Oceans lay restless,

as part of our Earth,

as Rivers must wander

to give them birth,

in pools of creation,

where the two meet,

in seminal fluid,

become complete.

Spawning new life,

in innocent sand,

in dark Ocean beds

surrounded by land,

in fertile black earth

where green things grow,

where meadow deer graze,

and light breezes blow.

Between hardness of logic,

and the quite of a quiver,

the essence of Man

is that of the River.

Between softness of feelings,

as their natural lotion,

the essence of Woman

is that of the Ocean.

It is who we all are,

and what we’ve all been.

Denial of our nature

is our primary sin.

So let wild Rivers flow,

with their constant devotion,

for they always must wander

to merge with their Ocean.

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