Where The River Bends

This is a poem I wrote four years ago while I was in high school. I don't want to edit any of my old work because it is nostalgic.

















A steady breeze, raking your hair,
Sailing leaves around your ankles,
Making trees dance in the air.

You come to a gallant, proud stream,
Which keeps on moving, unhindered,
Its surface holy and agleam.

Every step you take, a new sound appears,
The leaves swish, the water churns,
Everywhere nature whispers in your ears.

All around you sway the mighty trees,
The skyscrapers of the forest,
Their tranquil moods leave you at ease.

You breathe in the fresh air of the Earth,
And realize you have never breathed before,
Society has stifled you since your birth.

So, listen to Mother Nature’s call,
To be at peace,
And, for once, be one with all.

And when your life at last ends,
You will return to this heaven,
Planted by where the river bends.

- Kyle Krym (2006)