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Even though the river was warm

The stones you threw were cold.

You flowed your love into my life

The rapids ahead were  bold



The river ran so deep for me

But life just didn’t work that way

The crevices just were to deep

To keep the stream that way.



I thought with time

The warmth would shine

The flow being heavy with song.

And the river would soon turn calm



But instead I would find

The stones  were just a sign

With  raging waves flowing wild

A river untamed, was your style.



You thought you could keep me in

But the stones looked way to dark

I couldn’t keep them away from me

They were there for me to see



So I used those stones to step away

And leave the river wild

The stones that lay so dark

Were stones to a new start



I look for the calm down the stream

In the cove of sunlit hope

That peace will be found in the river wild

With the dark stones that lay so cold.



BY REBECCA RUDOLPH