Where The River Time Runs Poem by Terence George Craddock

where will the river flow
where will the memories go
in crystal clear sweet source waters
in muddied storm swept flood waters

in soft daylight dawn till noon bright daylight
in mists currents swept in time ink deep night
in sparkling youth newborn fresh diverse days
in teenage immortal decades adult walked ways

water time cannot define
water seasons experiences mine
dust waxes wanes a cast sky moon
dust ripples breathes a life threat hewn