Sounds of the creek
run deep in our valley, a
heartbeat hidden pulsing
vast energies reined
beneath stratum tamed
to the tangible
Waking to belief by
charming me placed
my feet beside the creek
apace; I’ve lived to
be the dream’s
ethereal reality
We’re children of our
dams and creeks, our
bloodlines intertwine in
waterways and lakes;
stray to cities if you need
– but take the creek!
© 18 December 2010, I. D. Carswell
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