River Bank Opera

it is good to
go and sit on the river bank
and throw pebbles in to the water
create a ripple for a fleeting second
and watch it dissolve with the tide

the early morning rays of sun
play a dance on the bank
and enact an opera
on the stage of sand
the trees dotting the edge
watch in silence
and record the moves
on their leaves for posterity

the divine play
plays itself out
every morning
on the river bank
but oblivious to this and all
the river flows
keeping its course
never knowing where to go


but i have a date with time
an engagement foretold
written in a huge book
the book of accounts
the book of actions
and i must go.