Slipping By a river of secrets imparted in our dreams from nightfall to sunrise, of loves lost and loves ignited, of believers who lie on your banks, who bathe in your waters, your waves lapping at the shore as tongue licks flesh, on your shoulders you hold us aloft displaying your tableau of redemption, the passing of lives lived and lost by the fertility of your floods and the imprisonment of your waters, on you flow caressing the apostles, singing your song of everlasting sustenance, low and sweet and seductive ___________________________________ Shared on One Shot Wednesday at One Stop Poetry. Continue reading Slipping By