as the sun fades

As the sun fades into the unknown,
I am sitting on the bank in this meditative hour.
The last remaining light lays soft
on the waters of the Bitterroot River.
Soon the moon will cast its glow on them.
This moment is rare.
As sure as I am of life, I am sure this moment
will not last.
No more than any moment future or past.
But I am not sad, only reminded
that in everything, there is change.
When I throw a stone into the water,
I watch the circles grow and get lost.
They grow larger and smaller at the same time.
The reflection of their edges wax and shine.
This movement of the river, speaks to my spirit
to the child, the warrior, the civilized and the
savage.
Like in nature – with one, come all
to the mother’s most basic call.
Now I sit at the edge of something familiar
to renew my spirit’s vow.
I will always search, always seek life
to fill my mind with the currents through
my hands and feet.
-ds