March 1, 2016

Swift Water


My calendar says
No Events today,
none tomorrow, either.
Everything still
seems okay,
even though
I don't have
anywhere to be,
time flowing around us 
like a smooth running
stream. I would not
even know I'm here,
if not for the occasional
soft chime of the hour,
like your warm touch
in the darkness,
reminders I'm
just another stone
being slowly worn down
by the swift water,
on its long way
to the sea.