Let us sit by the river.
A long time ago
You were the cool trickling
You lived in yourself as the fishes and plants
Swimming and swaying.
Birds and deer drank from you.
Leaves fell into you.
You were the vigor of the current.
During the day you reflected the sun
at night, the sparkling stars.
These rocks on which we sit,
You unearthed them
And shaped them.
But that was a long time ago,
When you knew who you are.
© 2011 Ron Herman
Tags: identity, origin, remembrance