River

 You can smell the river from where I live

You cant see it

It costs more than I have

To call a piece amoung the tall trees mine

 

Not to say that 

Its not worth the price

 

Because if

It was all mine

I would charge much more.

 

For some

The spot comes Easy

And for those

It goes as it comes

 

And they sit with

Thier priceless view

Never knowing the cost

 

Or The way 

That the river 

Comes and goes with

Everything a man could ever need

 

and just short

Of all he could hope for.

 

The river 

Can keep you alive

Forever with what it brings you

 

But what it

Washes away will

Break so much more

Than your

Heart

 

No water of this world

Can wash that 

away

 

This is what

Truly baptizes us

 

What we miss

Is what we are made of.

 

I miss you too.