To Steve on the River

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Steve wrote:

jumping in, ok?over and over and over and over again.that is the

way.it is not the same water, but it is the same river.ommmmm let the

river flow.what if i have to swim up the river?stroke, stroke,

stroke!over and over and over!sometimes it seems the swimmer is swept

awaysometimes the strokes get strongersometimes it seems, the course

of the river itself changes to suithim.om! let the river of your own

practice flow.

Dear Steve Raj Talwar ~ When I read this it was as though the very

river you speak of was flowing over me, carrying away my worries, the

dross of negativity, even some of the pain from my illness. I always

love to read your poems, and it is nice to see one again. I hope you

are saving them. Shanti ~ Linda P.S. Here are some of the verses to

a song I wrote about the River...

 

Down to the River

 

I'm going down to the river.

I'm going down to make myself whole.

I'm going to grow me some feathers.

I'm going down to heal my body and soul.

 

I'm going down because I'm tired of all the sorrow.

I'm going down to rid myself of the pain.

I'm going today; I'm not waiting for tomorrow,

to go down to the river again.

 

And I'm going down, down

down, down.

I'm going down, down,

down, down.

I'm going down because I've nothing to hide,

so I'm going down to the river side.

 

I'm going down to the river,

going to let the ripples wash over me.

I will become both gift and giver,

and make of myself a joyful melody.