There is, the underground river
of the invisible self.
The self of both atoms and subterfuge dancing.
The flows that are continuous,
conscious or otherwise,
way below the liquid surface of our sensing.
How we have metaphorical river banks, volume,
movement,
dept, clarity, eddies,
falls, rapids, lakes and eventual ocean
becomes the experiential composite
of the river of each of us,
going forward as the land mass of our lives.
The river content appears to be filled
with an emotional mentality,
ever shifting and unpredictable as current.
The containment of the river and its direction
is dependent upon the consciousness
of both our mind work and emotional fluidity,
as the creature of habits
that we profess by our actions.
Possible activation of higher vibrational conscious chords
through the now
and extended through time,
manifests as a combined focus of discernment
and a harmonic of intensity and momentum.
This becomes the obvious of the ongoing river,
where evidence is not essence,
and conclusions and judgments
are but vibrational side pools
that halt this flow.
The leading edge of personal expansion
in a timely manner then becomes,
in the river as metaphor,
aging by an evaporative means,
where sky is home to an earth, not forgotten,
and revisitation as rain is a blessing in disguise
and often, karma on the mend . . .
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