River visit

I visit the river to annoint myself in it,

To baptise and cleanse my soul and being,

To allow it to wash over and through me,

The river is my saviour

It is my purifying salvation.

As I feel the riverbed of silt and stone

Shift beneath my feet and slowly bury them,

I feel the power of the currrent

And surrender to the river,

As I bathe alone,

I let it carry me on meandering journey

Through tranquilty

And a voyage of self discovery,

On my own

And as I float

I grow.

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