Raging River, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Raging River

The raging river takes command
Demanding acts of contrition
As it passes over the land
With vengeance sparing not a one.

Tall trees with their righteous egos
Are now but timbers on the ground.
Bare, having given up their clothes,
Motionless, not making a sound.

The rocks hardened by stubbornness
Not accepting another’s rule.
Falsely thinking they are ageless,
The river shows them who’s the fool!

The river takes all to their knees.
Giving baptism to those who choose,
Putting their needing souls at ease.
From the river we take its cues.

Image credit:

Herman Herzog, Raging River (not dated)

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