Chase the running water
Love
The way it slips ahead of you
Laughing over stones
Never once asking permission to shine
Follow it the way you follow a heartbeat
You’ve come to trust
Soft at first
Then certain
Then necessary
Let it pull you past the places
You swore you’d never return to
Past the quiet hurts
Past the names you no longer answer to
And when the river bends
Bend with it
When it deepens
Let yourself deepen too
Because somewhere downstream
Where the light breaks open
And the world grows gentle again
I’ll be waiting
Hands in the water
Calling your name
Like a promise I never learned to break
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Anthony Hanible (
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