Meandering through time
Some seem never ending
Others end entwined
Giving all their life force
To another stream
Who will carry
What it can as far as
Where we cannot dream
The ultimate destination
Is the source or larger plan
We have never been there
Until our sudden end
The deltas are these places
Calm and not as fast
Whether reached in old age
If we haven't diminished
Or run out of our banks
Dispersing all we held as
Silt and sand and slough*
Life is a collection of
What we travel through
What we're still attached to
Sinks before we're done
Servicing another
Or becoming part of mud.
-Kelly Voelker
Slough -
- 1.a swamp.
- 2.a situation characterized by lack of progress or activity.
Delta - "When a river reaches a lake or the sea the water slows down and loses the power to carry sediment . The sediment is dropped at the mouth of the river. Some rivers drop so much sediment that waves and tides can't carry it all away. It builds up in layers forming a delta."
NOTE: As I think about this, civilization can be thought of as a delta. The layers and remains of so many lifetimes of effort and best attempts. A city or a library can even be thought of as a delta.
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