The River Speaks
The river speaks in semaphore,
a language of shadowed depths
and sparkling light,
it speaks in waves that run from the wind
rushing headfirst into the sand
as gulls laugh and crows scold–
and if you sleep
or forget to look or listen
it doesn’t matter,
the river flows on,
responding to the sun’s golden banderoles,
the moon’s silver streamers,
and time’s whispered words in each speck of dust.
My poem from the Oracle. I think there may be more to this one.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Beautiful and majestic writing Merril. The river is a gift! like your words❣️
Thank you so much, Cindy. That’s so very kind. ❤️
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A beautiful remembrance on what we never should forget about our bindings to nature. Thanks, Merril! Enjoy a nice first weekend, in October! xx Michael
Thank you very much, Michael! I hope you have a beautiful first weekend in October, too. It’s cool, rainy, and windy here. 💙
I particuarly like this metaphor:
it speaks in waves that run from the wind
rushing headfirst into the sand.
I like the semaphore metaphor, too. Each river does seem to have a language all its own.
Thank you!
I think the waves were in my mind because the water has been very choppy lately– I suppose from conditions out at sea.
We have wind and rain today.
You’re welcome!
Beautifully capturing shimmering sights and sounds
Thank you very much for your lovely alliterative comment. 😊
So beautiful! I thought mine was very personal today…but the river runs through both, with its special language of light. (K)
Thank you!
I just read yours, and I was surprised (though I shouldn’t be) at how the Oracle gave us both language and river and complimentary messages.
We should listen more to rivers.
Yes, we should.
Nature’s language – felt in so many ways, flowing, fluid – thanks Oracle using pen of Merril
Thank you very much, Susan! 😊
We all three had the river, and I don’t even remember if that was one of the words. Lovely images, as always, and the moon 🙂
Thank you very much!
I think I may have had lake, but changed it to river. 🙂 The moon just jumped in.
Funny how we all changed it to river though. And the moon is sort of unconditional 🙂
That is funny, and well, the moon. . .🙂
The Oracle has her reasons.
She does.
Amazingly beautiful, the rolling rivers. Not so fun here right now, but it will all go back home and leave us to clean up. ❤
Thank you so much, Rene!
I hope it’s not too awful where you are. I forget exactly where. Do you have a lot of damage?
Luckily I’m in the east coast. The damage is catastrophic Merril. Lose of lives and homes. 🥲
I know. It’s so sad and horrible.
Stay safe dear Merril. ❤️
You as well, Rene. ❤️
Beautiful, Merril: the Oracle knows many secrets!
Thank you, Ingrid. She really does. 🙂
“The river speaks in waves that run from the wind” could certainly apply to the choppy water on our lake from storm Ian this week.
I’m sure it could. I’m glad you and yours are OK. Thank you, Marian.
Fabulous, Merril!
So many things don’t matter, if we are unaware.
I suppose that’s why many stick their heads in the sand; to be unaware.
I feel you are aware. I feel you are aware that there are many things that you are unaware of.
The river calls.
Beautifully done, Merril. The river has so much to say.
Thank you, Dale. It does!
🙂