Belly of a Star

my practice of compassion

River Child

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River Child

Cometh to me sweet river child
Swim the ocean blue
Falter no more in strangled innocence
The sun has risen in you
Yield not to voices weary
Whose shouts are piercing spikes
Think twice before driving nonsense
Of shadows birthed through strife
You are reason, gratitude, and grace
And all you know streams real
Cometh, oh river child of beauty
Our truth is yours to steal

Photo on 6-9-14 at 5.19 PM #2

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