If 6 were 3, I’d like to be…

If 6 were 3, I’d like to be all the things that you will see, if 6 were 3.

Of The River and the City- Part 2

Steamboat Natchez in front of the Greater New Orleans Bridge

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.
-Heraclitus

Catch the blue train, places never seen before; look for me, somewhere down that crazy river.  -Robbie Robertson                                                                  
My personal spiritual observation of the Mississippi River was a slowly evolving study in its reverence. Sure I was taught the basic geography and history of its grandeur in school but that was only part of the story. Time would teach me to connect the dots, to place geography and history into the greater breeding ground of the soul.

Verse For A Golden Retriever

I sit in the evening still, a symphony of cicadas caressing my ears as their chorus trade places with one group of trees for another; not unlike a hypnotic trance. I’m surrounded by a black velvet sky perforated by the pinhole lights of stars. The new moon is hiding its face as the planet Venus gracefully observes. And I wonder when will I see my old friend again?

Your arthritic limbs slowed you down physically but not your heart. The site of you rolling around on a cool patch of good earth, a look of