Tomorrow

I will rush away
To the river
Where slices of ice
Like razored islands
Slink slowly by.

I will rush away
To where the water
Sings and stings
And slings its shards
Against shore and stone.

I will rush away
To be churning alone
Towards tomorrow
Turning this frozen time
Into a melting spring.

-a.r.

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Photograph of the frozen Delaware river, by Josh Friedman

Reposted due to a formatting glitch in wordpress. This is how it was supposed to look.

~ by April on February 28, 2015.

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