Caught in the Rapids

Caught in the Rapids

Downriver, there’s a remedy
By a lone bonfire;
Reaching high
Into a starlit night

Downriver
In a warm reverie
Life stirs restored
In the honest rays
Of a late-spring sun

Downriver and over the falls
Through a curtain of fog
I will crawl on dry land
At last

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