Sweet Clarity

Away from awakened stream,

And pushed deep into brush.

Clouded mind lead astray

By black thorns and decay.

Out of reach of riverbank;

The clarity of it all untouched

By fingertips lost to the mangled

Overgrowth of regretful memory.

Wake up! Open your eyes!

The river cries out with hope,

While branches and vines

Anchor down; rooting sorrow.

The sands flow and fade,

Eventually making escape

The final option to taste

Sweet river’s clarity.