overlooking a river rife with history
which runs along the bottom of an ancient gorge
between two mountains autumn rusts.
in yellows, russets, remnant greens,
drapes of leaves cascade down their opposing slopes
liquid as runoff, colors sluiced into the wide wet rush
of that streaming source of being
boiling white over rocks tumbling, and
along its banks caught, serenely eddying in time cycles,
intent …. dead set …. falling … moving somewhere
Jim Culleny
11/7/21
photo by Abbas Raza
Blink 