• Gary Hunter

Perfect Metaphor - Aug. 20, 2021

water is life

as we sail along a river

generally aware of where we’re headed

when a thunderstorm suddenly hits tosses us around

maybe overboard if fate deems us rescuable

we climb back behind the wheel and notice

the course of the waterway has changed

the current cutting a different direction

a newly carved channel


so we adjust our bearing

with a fresh perspective on a

promising horizon a distinctive sunset

and that spun-around blanket of stars

that cocks and turns our curiosity at night


and that same old moon

who draws us close at night

and whispers a new heading

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