I know that rock and the gentle rushing
Little brook playing noisily
Caressing these sore and aching feet
Once upon a time it was so close to me
I know that calm and silent whisper
Little pool resting from days banter
Haven of thoughts and patient listener
Once upon a time I was much closer
I know that firm and steady rhythm
Strong winds taking my worries all in
Hurrying into spaces of moments given
Once upon a time I was near heaven
I know that shine and loud to silent shush
Little birch shivering at the airs brush
Giving light to the step and hold for the touch
Once upon a time it was you I loved
By Ruth L. Rivers
April 24,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem