Tuesday, October 2, 2018

I Crossed a Wild River






Linking with Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform brought to us by Pat


Change always comes bearing gifts. ~Price Pritchett



I crossed a wild river of all that was

and I lost all that I left behind
winds of change can be unmerciful
and even more so unkind

cobble stone and mortar

foundation and rail
oh the stories they hold 
if they had a voice to tell the tale

So much devastation so much change

lives lost, piles of rubble
and life's plans rearranged

but through it all

 we have grown strong and wise
rebuilt buildings, recovered homes
and repaired lives

Humanity is resilient 

and courageous in storm and loss.
man gives all when all can seem lost

So looking back now 

under a sunny and cloudless sky
I can see the miracles 
that in crisis did arise

for once I crossed a wild river of all that was

and I lost all I had before
but in the process
 I also gained so much more.

6 comments:

  1. There is so much truth in this... the best (and the worst) of humanity comes up to the surface in the face of disaster... maybe we are not truly humans in comfort.

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  2. This is very powerful. I am witnessing this first hand as the community I teach in suffered a tornado in its downtown and poor district over the summer. There's still much debris and suffering lingering.

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  3. Oh yes, there is something to be gained in losing what has passed its utility and duration in our lives — as you bring to attention that the winds of change can be unkind and unmerciful, I feel a sense of comfort that it is the same for everyone. Its havoc may after all bring about something new and miraculous. Thank you for this reality-check.
    I love the flow and how the last stanza in particular acts as a perfect conclusion to this journey.
    -HA

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  4. Such a poetic story of loss. Adversity also offers opportunity. Tough things do deepen us.

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  5. I am particularly drawn in by the sentiments and strength of the opening stanza - and I'll note here, I like how it's echoed again in the closing one, reinforcing the positive notes, for yes, life often is challenging, or even more than just challenging, whether on a personal level, or broader still. And yes, there are many who revel in suffering and pain, inflict it to degrees horrifying, and yet, hope and faith, and people can and do rally. And this does make all the difference - and sometimes, we do need to sit in darkness in order to really understand what light is - and how, no matter how little or much we have, it can all be interpreted as a gift.

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  6. the last verse is tribute to our survival instincts, always carrying the seed of hope.

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