I've so crossed so many rivers this day
some over and over as night falls
clouds scattering like children
to a preferred rendezvous
with you I mark the present of now
rippling like the joy shining
from syllables of a song
just half recalled
and above all, the shock of welcome
the glacial startle of kindnesses
that engulf what I've become
on this other side
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Pic: Red Cedar River/Beal St. Bridge
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