lost resolutions

finalresolutes

the sober morning light

promised a new day

with a harsh resolution

to see things as they were,

yet after reflecting upon

the woes of the world

throughout the day,

she became jaded,

and judgement faded.

later that same day,

she was spotted near the sea

in her wine-colored dress

with bare feet in the sand,

deliciously inebriated,

and watching a pale moon

rising over caliginous  waves.

the river

5BY375 FALLS

i take the path

of least resistance–

that is well-known.

i take the path

of great persistence

through solid stone.

i take the path

of boundless distance,

but not on my own:

i take the path

of god’s assistance

when it is shown.

i am the river–

the river of life.

 

–photo by me