Sundown Over Riverbend

Sundown Over Riverbend

This beautiful bend in the Flint River, west of Thomaston, Georgia, is so picturesque and replete with rapids and shoals. The kayakers and tubers invariably get stuck on the rocks, but the force of the river at length pushes them through. It’s also a wonderfully relaxing spot to spend an hour or two in quiet contemplation. The beauty of this particular part of creation – the river, the trees, the woods, and the sense of serenity imbuing the scenery – are humbling and allow one to sigh out the troubles of life from their lungs with a contented smile.

The weather is getting spring time now,
And I am glad to see it;
I cannot say from where or how,
But a friend returns, so I bow
As he trills his powerful “wee-et.”

Hearing a familiar wingbeat in flight
The buds bellow and bloom;
In outward beauty shines inner light
In petals of yellow and pink and white
Bursting forth from the Undergloom.

I know Darkness must drag our Goddess away
And put the Earth to tears,
And so I sing of bounteous May,
Hailing her for not just today,
But forever down through her years!
_______________________________

She told him she’d ride on her meadowlark
To the wedding to take his ring;
As he searched the skies, the gloomy dark
Began to sparkle – “She returns! Hark!
Everything’s looking like Spring!”

Stephen Hammock, Everything’s Looking Like Spring, 1991

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