I came here looking for you. Waiting by the shore I watch the gentle waves bubble up, stretching out to touch my bare toes.
Peering down into the water’s edge I wonder at what remains hidden beneath this translucent surface. Where the gradating greens and browns turn black and opaque, I imagine creatures lurking below. Too frightening to be seen in the light.
River, tell me your secrets, I whisper to her. Her ripples lapping against the rocks create a murmur, reflecting back to me her hidden and mysterious darkness.
Yearning, daring to be discovered.
The sunlight dances on the swells of her movement, eliciting a tempting invitation to step closer. I am captivated by her strength.
She is alluring.
Her waves, a quiet kind of turbulent, seek an escape. She holds herself back straining at the stone stays meant to contain her. Frantically she rushes forward to find her release.
I can see that she is wild, beneath the surface she is untamed.
She is like me.
I thought I came to meet you in this place, but you never came. I looked into the swirling waters and realized this whole time I have been searching for