The River
Listen: letting go
won’t harm you, in truth
it’s the only solution.
Just float, then
breathe the deep
darkness and feel the kiss
of cool water; release
the dry husks
of worn-out thoughts,
let the wind take them
back to the land.
Float, and be
supported by the river;
she has always been here
and she will carry you.
Let it all go.
won’t harm you, in truth
it’s the only solution.
Just float, then
breathe the deep
darkness and feel the kiss
of cool water; release
the dry husks
of worn-out thoughts,
let the wind take them
back to the land.
Float, and be
supported by the river;
she has always been here
and she will carry you.
Let it all go.
posted by Mary at 9:07 am
20 Comments:
So beautiful.
Wonderful!!
"husks of worn-out thoughts" and worn-out feelings...
that precisely expresses the mood I'm in...worn-out.
While reading it something peculiar happens...it eases -very smoothely- my pain...
Thank you for sharing!
Wow, Mary, I feel like you wrote this for me.
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My word verification for this comment was gaiajw. Gaia, yes, but who is JW? I thought this question was Google-worthy, and this interesting article turned up first on the hit list.
"letting go
won’t harm you, in truth
it’s the only solution"
I couldn't agree more, and I'm still learning this, in every aspect of my life!
And, yes, the river supports us, carries us...
I love this poem! Deep wisdom in simple profound images...
" Let it all go."
Oui , c'est la seule chose à faire, ce n'est qu'ainsi qu'on atteint le Silence .
Mais ...que c'est difficile !
How calming and beautiful on a day when I needed this. "Float, and be supported by the river; she has always been here and she will carry you." What a beautiful poem. Thank you, Mary!
mary, the imagery here is so restful, the words so true and freeing.
(0) and a smile.
"husks of worn-out thoughts" - I like this, too. Wonderfully captured feelings of needing, finally, to let the river take you along. Resonates with me, too. I keep looking for my paddles...
Oh, Mary. This is a powerful and familiar image for me and you have expressed it beautifully here.
I love the intimacy you create with that first stanza--like a friend whispering a secret. And a beautiful secret it is.
Jean and Rdl: Very pleased you like this .. thank you both.
Tania: Ah, I'm glad ... and thank you for sharing your reaction.
Jess; That is a really worthwhile article you've linked. I will be saving it onto my Favourites- thank you. And I'm very happy you have found the poem helpful.
Brenda: Oh, this is a lesson I have to relearn every single day ...
Jean: En effet: ca demande un effort presque impossible. Mais, il me semble que si on peut y arriver, il vaut la peine ... merci.
Pam: So glad you like the poem. Nice to hear from you again .. :-)
Sky: Thank you - I'm always happy to see your lovely avatar photo here.
LJ: Smiling back. :-)
Leslee: Oh those paddles ... I keep searching for them too!
MB: Thank you - your comments are always so much appreciated ...
Patry: Yes, I did have a feeling I was talking to someone when I wrote this .. but I didn't know to whom. Myself certainly, but also maybe someone else .....
Mary,
Your words have the quality of creativity. You have stirred many of us today and we all walk a little lighter and our smiles are a bit brighter because you have shown us a way to cast off the dry husks in our lives.
Thank You, Thank You and Thank You
Namaste
Beautiful Mary. Just the image to hold onto while having a massage.
Thankyou.
wow ...very nice....
breathe ...in
breathe...out..let it all out
Dave: Thank you .. always good to see you here.
Herhimbryn: I hadn't thought of it but the massage comparison is a good one ...
Ghoose: Welcome. Thanks for your comment and thanks for dropping by.
How well this fits my day! thank you
Thank you, Endment.
i was very troubled today, trying to learn to let go of something/someone, and i just couldn't let myself for some reason, whether from universal pulls or whatever else, but the point is i couldn't let go. i went outside to try to figure out what type of tree was growing in the backyard of my apartment complex. i needed to know whether it was a beech or birch. i couldn't tell just by the leaves, so i hit up google image search, and your page came up. i read your poem, and i have to say thank you!!! it is exactly what i needed to hear and it just makes me smile because the universe and the goddess work in mysterious ways. thank you for writing that poem and for attaching an image of beech trees to it. i don't know if i would have found it any other way!
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