you rise out of water
majestic
gray
as if breaking not
only the clear surface
but also erupting from
the riverbed
but you have fallen
from some greater height
propelled by the very water
you petulantly divide
cling to the earth
refuse to let go
resist all forward movement
the water will tear you down
the river will carve you up
i race past you
on the surface
like a miniature cloud in a sky
weightless
casting my weightless shadow
water will take me
and i will go
i spin as i pass you
declaring my verdancy
even as i change
even as you refuse to
gripping the mud
with your fingers
curled into claws
but the water will tear you down
the river will carve you up
you will be moved
Words and Feathers 
I can relate to every line of this. Great write
Thank you very much. I let this one percolate a while.
It is good to see you around here–I hope you and yours are well
Thank you. And the same to you, Rose Red.
What a comeback, C.P.! I’ve missed you! This is a gorgeously powerful poem! I have indeed been moved!
Thank you. I’ve been hanging out in the wings for a while. Still not sure how frequently I’ll post, but this egg hatched.
Gotta love when that happens! And it always does when it’s ready.
Wow!! Powerful, profound, and full of truth! I have missed you, Crow! Welcome back, even if it’s just for today…
So good to see you posting!
Beautiful!
Thank you!
My favorite image is of the weightless cloud racing above…glad to see you here again!
Thank you. I’m hoping to show up s little more often.