The River bends and curves

Around the neighborhood.

It ripples and swiftly flows

Like a beautiful river should.                                    

 

A pure white egret stands

On one foot, admiring the view.

It’s graceful long neck

Is like a song sung in cue.

 

Geese swim in the cold water,

Their wings lift, churning the air.

One glides behind the other.

Their flight is like a prayer.

 

New life appears on the trees

That grow close to the shore.

Tender leaves dance and sway

Down by the river’s roar.                                    

 

Beauty lies all around me,

As the world falls apart.

Storms are on the horizon,

But hope remains in my heart.

-Yu/stan/kema-