River

I have felt the ebb and flow of this life,
caresses and tides,
spiraling through my body,
twisting and turning me
into unraveling flows of energy

Languid,
formless,
meandering,

I circle and whirl and whisk,
rushing, slowing, losing my breath,
yet never dying away

I flow to no cardinal in particular,
but every pebble,
every current,
every shore I kiss,
is where I was meant to be all along,
sweeping waves of my own quiet resolve,
bringing with me granules of earth
and washing away again when nature calls
to continue the journey

I return to the everlasting pulse,
impermanent and transient,
searching for my next sunrise