To river's edge

Travel to the
river’s edge,
find these water worn
rocks as smooth as clay.
In this rich soil
trees take root
among a sea of weeds.

Follow the river’s
flow, keep your eyes
fixed on its currents
that wind through the
forest at dusk.
These shimmering waters
are as silent as the
sun sinking at
horizon’s edge.

It is dark when
you reach the river’s mouth,
your feet wet and caked
with mud.
The sound of water
disappears into the
night, the river emptying
itself into this black ocean,
as you too fade like a candle
going out in the dark.