Treasure Island

Birgitta Heikka


Father


Like a river,
his spirit flowed
and overflowed
Fluctuating
as the current
Becalming at low tide
Erupting at high tide
Traveling infinite miles
Converging
Forming confluences
A river
Abounding in spirit
Overflowing its boundaries,
Goran.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 22, 2014

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (4/15/2014 9:32:00 PM)

    Traveling infinite miles
    Meeting with others
    Forming confluences
    Abounding in spirit
    Great father. A great tribute.Beautiful poem. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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