• Marcel Wormsley

Where the Rivers Converge

Meet me where the rivers converge, where the elemental


of thought and reflection begin to inspire

the formation

of territories newly populated by the wisdom of

hands that prayed

themselves into warm bundles of anxious grins that called upon the old


of lost serpents, mighty but humble and for the most part without guile


but keenly aware of the changes in direction and flow, and contemporary with outgrowths of

new being

not yet reduced by the apparitions we have yet to fight.

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