love’s flow


I started by contemplating the dam
confused as to why it existed
walked the shores to give it reason
but finding none decided to get to work

at first I could only remove small branches
debris came loose and flowed down river
dirtying clear waters downstream
as the currents pressured progress
the real labor then began

boulders and uprooted tree trunks
man-made stormwash anchored down
some too big for a humble man
for those I called for helping hands

still other things were left to God
now pieces of the past obstruction
giving beauty to the river’s flow
swirling in a shimmering dance
crystalline purity with no end
and an unlimited source


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