Oh Mother

Find Yourself a River
find yourself river
follow it with your eyes
stay silent, unmoving
watch, listen, wait
the river will name your lost lovers
and all the sweet moments you’ve collected
and the sad moments waiting for death
and the times you were ugly and evil,
and the times you were beautiful and brave
and every dream you had
every nightmare, every rapture
in the river
in the river
they will flow, they will flow
named and forgotten
named and forgotten
when you are gone
your myths will follow
you down the river
your touchstones,
your sacred rites
what kept you sane
what drove you mad
ashes and dust
scattered like a river
named and forgotten
flowing back forever

(c) 2006 J.L. Stanley

Oh Mother carry me, a child I will always be, Oh Mother carry me, down to the sea...
I love you NC, I love you my teenage son, I love you greatness in England, oh confounded paradox that seeks resolution! Without knowing why, please say a prayer for that boy..