Downstream tranquility,
Sunlight and breezes spinning yarns,
Fragrant disbelief of this my purest paradise.

 

Carrying woes and troubles away, downstream,
Glanced at by current, then swept majestic,
Out to sea – your love for me – caring less, downstream.

 

Waters clear and fresher still,
Graced with careless existence,
A wish for me perhaps, to be as free and true.

 

Take this to the banks of that river,
Cast away, boat shapely script,
How strongly, the water carries, out of sight, downstream.

 

1999