Rivers
As she walked along the bank
of the river, she began to think
about what she was seeing.
The murky water between the banks
still showing hues of green and blue;
not because the water was clean,
but because of the algae living in the river.
Then she began to think some more.
She wondered about humanity's fascination with the rivers.
Long, endless, connective;
rivers leading to rivers, meeting with lakes,
ending in oceans and seas,
and being fed by tributaries.
She thought back to her years in school
reading about the archetypal river.
What was it that made poets
and storytellers characterize rivers?
That is what they did, right?
The flow of the pen and the click of the keys
used the river as a character.
Maybe it was the ever changing mystery
that engrossed Mark Twain as he journeyed
with Huck Finn along the Mississippi.
Maybe it was the primordial sensation the river gives
that had intrigued writers for millennium.
The Ancient Greek Naiads splashing in the rivers,
becoming the current and flowing downstream
to communicate with the Nerieds
where the river meets the sea.
The rivers provide a sense of mystery,
adventure, and at times, danger;
but there is also a sense of calm.
Visual peace translating into emotional peace.
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