Canal//River
Parallel lines
traversing my small city
-not small/mine anymore-
meeting to protect my childhood haven
A moat for a manmade fantasy
Merrit Island
Day Camps and Community events
literary adventures
early morning 5kms
family picnics
fishing, manhunt
Beautiful Island of Willow banks
Blackberry hillsides, crab apple courts, bitter blue grapes
Tarmac paths and wooded clearings
A safe place
A welcoming oasis
A neverending path to wander and explore
A place to think
To be not-so-alone for a moment more
A place to be in nature
breathing in pine, rotting leaves, spring flowers
fingers running along rough willow bark, soft grass, cool water
eyes drinking in the beautiful sky, living painting of animals and plants
ears tuned to birdsong, children’s laughter, barking, brief greetings:
“Good morning!”
“Beautiful Day!”
Water splashing the docks, coarsing out the treatment plant, weaving through oars, flowing through the veins of the city, sheltering the life within
Water wanders seeking us out
through filtered taps, leaky roofs, rain showers, spreading roots of river systems
It sustains us
Within and without
shaping terrain and feeding crops
cleansing our bodies and clearing our minds
Water sweet lover of life
guardian of humanity
We drown in your generosity