Sometimes sunlight, 
and sometimes rain.  
And sometimes rivers 
are walkways 
that you miss.

Your footprint will always be 
an indentation of what you
left behind.

And impressed upon your person
will always be
that place,
that river,
that path
that cut into you,
that poked holes like stars,
for the swans to swim out.

photo by Julie Frederikke.

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