Rivers and roads, thinking of places to go.
Eyes wide open, drifting along the pavement,
and going with the flow.
From where it all began, to the plotted and
planned destinations, and on to new panoramas
yet unknown.
White water’s tumultuous and rushing waves,
and rocky uncertain roads paved. My journey
is measured in time and place.
And then there’s the gift of you along the way.
Allow me to stand here awhile, to study and
admire the visage of your face.
No school or university could better delineate the
way—New vistas and horizons arise and unfold
each passing day.
I am gratified having been there, knowing you
have experienced the same. What treasure in
life if not relatable with our stories exchanged?
Tell me more—Where are you going, where have
you been? I really need to know the rivers and the
roads.
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Chris Hanch 2-25-21
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