Monday, July 30, 2012

To Remember

The river reminded me, in her quiet calm. I was walking by, light-footedly. Taking in, hands extended, the wonder, the opening, the lightness. This was how it all meant to be. The lightness of knowing the road is yours, dream alive, words worth holding onto. The river reminded me, of paths unworthy, of ways petty, of not having taken this turn, not having picked that lane, luckily. Of one’s share of harmony. Of knowing love is kind. Of things worth fighting for. Of having no regrets too big to be undone. Of breathing in the hums of a river that knows me too well. Of the harmony of alleyways that have walked me. To here. To now. To belonging.