Spirit of the River

Well, since you can't read my first poem on the photo I submitted, I thought my first blog would be my poem. The photo is of Great Falls in AZ. It has a nickname of " Chocolate Falls" This great falls only runs during March & April, I was so glad to be able to see this place. It is also taller than Niagara Falls in New York State. So here is my first poem ;


Oh, Spirit of the River,
I hear your roar
As the waters come crashing
Over the falls.
The mists & turmoil below
I see a rainbow all-aglow!
Slowly your waters calm,
You become the gentle river,
Twisting & turning,snake-like
Through the canyon of time.
I feel the peace with these canyon walls,
That now hold you as you flow thru time.
May I learn the gentleness I See
& I hope to find the Peace within me.
May my Heart be healed ,so I can Feel
& I hope my Soul will be set free.
In this canyon of time, may I find new Eyes to see
All the Spirits that are around me.
As I find my Way,may I learn to stop & enjoy
The places I see.
No more rat race for me,
& Wondering what is around the next corner to see.
Here I stand in this canyon ,made by the River Spirit
Who has lost tract of time.
For he has been here since time began.

Here the River flows & May i find Rainbows
Wherever I go.
b.dewey 2008