She holds my heart, this river following
the ages, seasons measured by her flow
Acknowledging change, she bears Winter
regally, swells with confidence as Spring rains
Will walk beside me in sunnier times, and
stay loyal as Autumn charms us with her flames.
My heart, my faith, always knows,
that at the end of day, the river glows.
(Image my own. The River, My Heart first appeared here April ’20. Edited for this edition.)