Many Winters

I keep moving toward a distant light

Frank Howell and Nancy Wood | July-August 1994 (Vol. VII, No. 7)

The rock strengthens me.
The river rushing through me
Cleanses
Insists
That I keep moving toward
A distant light
A quiet place
Where I can be
Continuous
And in rhythm with
The song of summer
That you have given me.

~ from MANY WINTERS by Nancy Wood and Frank Howell with thanks to Paula Davis
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