Rivers merge. Trees may fork, but rivers merge. True, sometimes rivers split to form an island, and when they near the sea they may branch out like the roots of a tree. How the river knows it's near the sea is unclear to me, but it is the river's nature. As is the tendency of rivers to merge toward unity of flow. But what is my nature?
the moth is still.
is it alive or dead?
how patient am i?
one dandelion stands alone at field's edge; where are its friends?
the cattail sways with a unique rhythm, but - now - is still
the day is cold, but the sun is out, and the water sparkles
a great wall stands between a cricket and the food it seeks
some find Christmas mind in "It's a Wonderful Life" i, through holly berries
the river reflects the sky's blue; yet the river looks a deeper blue
fog, down the river, erases all traces of the world beyond
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