The River’s Reach
Petals float past my reach as the water surrenders
it’s grip circling my worn and weary body
the petals remind me of my brothers
lost in death
my remaining family
woven to life
my own losses to excess and
our collective losses to extreme greed.
For human desires
Wants
Magnifications
Boundaries
Tie our hands over our heads
Behind our backs
Until we cannot breathe and we are left lonely and alone.
Nooses of our own hangman symbols
Loosen with enough sweetness
Enough love
Enough peace
Yes, enough love
Enough peace,
Like the river.
Surrendering its grip
yet forever reaching.
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