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[title] => A River Like No Other
[time] => 2004-03-30 17:32:33
[hometext] => Nature often shows a connection between it and human life.
[bodytext] => This is my river of life, as I've watched it steadily flow by, with wonder and awe, as it passes before my minds eye. Though clear at times and sparkling in the summer sunshine, there is muddy water and rough pebbles it has passed at other times. When I stand at the edge of life and see from whence it came, it started all fresh and clean, though not necessarily tame. Storms churned around it as it struggled to remain free, this river of life that somehow has become me. It started small and grew into a babbling brook, even as my heart felt the earth as it sometimes shook the highest point that was needed to make that downward leap, it's sounds in tender moments, bring about a welcome sleep. As it rushes over obstacles, and sometimes changes course, it pushes away my foundation, with it's steady force. It's strong and beautiful, the beginning and middle of my life's river, the sensuality of it's movements cause my heart to quiver. Though there is a sediment, that has settled in the river bed, like the thoughts that sometimes lay heavy in my weary head, it will continue to flow until it reaches the endless ocean, this river like no other, filled with my emotions. Sometimes there is silence, or the musical sound of a singing bird, also laughter as it plays with the sound of children that I've heard. The ripples become stronger, as it is washed and spread with rain, that being the tears that fill it, with my sadness and pain. But in the end, it will again be free...a river without end, never failing as it flows around another bend. Oh, this river of life in indeed like no other, for it began it's journey, within the womb of my Mother. Author: June E. Miller (Justalady) 6/7/2002 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Justalady [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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