Forever flowing like a river,

hitting, breaking rocks along the way,

smashing against the unknown elements in the moment.

Breaking free. Floating. Flatline,

twisting and turning to align

with light from the trees.

Breaking free to feel the warmth of the sun,

drying the tears from my cheeks,

bringing light to the empty nights of my soul,

bringing life to soil which was barren.

Now, here and there, a glimpse of a union

with the flow of the river; a glimpse of a union

with my souls’ evolution,

dumping into the ocean bed.

Finally, untangling to breathe,

rising to the surface.

Kimberly Molyneaux

05/18/2022