The river still flows

An overcast day and the river still flows

down to the sea of all it can feel

when love is silent within containment

beneath the façade of normality.

It’s there in the depths that love is free

to remember and know the beautiful

that once confused and set in motion

a series of steps towards heartache.

But not yet broken the heart is whole

to enlarge and absorb the full import

of how love in its own power

moulds and adorns the essence of one.

And the sea still thrashes and rolls as before

without a “you” to disturb the flow

by whatever degree of ignorance

is decreed as your burden to bear.

The river is free there in that sea

where memories meld and mingle

with an unseen and unknown force

that leads true love into eternity.

So look at the sea and know, believe,

I am there remembering “you”

today, this day, when the river still flows

on a South African overcast day!