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River Gods |
O River Gods, please hear the plea
I put to you respectfully.
Bring to life my fondest dreams
as I wander on your streams.
A gentle rain late in the night,
to keep the water high.
A sun that shines with golden light,
to keep me warm and dry.
An alder run with channels clear
as I float along.
Birds perching in the branches near
as they sing their song.
A glimpse of playful otter,
eagle soaring in the sky.
Moose majestic in the water
as I paddle softly by.
A cozy fire with cheery friends
in a long-forgotten place.
A puff of wind now and again
to fan the smoke from my face.
A bug-free night in early June,
starlight on the water.
A rising sunlit-bright new moon,
a dance with a Moonbeam daughter.
O River Gods, I pray again.
For all these things I've lusted.
Yet I fear I pray in vain.
I know you can't be trusted.
Nanook of the Nashwaak
Reach out and touch a rock
Click here to hear Nanook recite this poem.
Do river gods exist? I took this picture on the Nashwaak. A rare glimpse of a divine hand, reaching out to shelter the living creatures of the river. |
