River

Bare toes in the riverbed, sunlight braiding through her hair, jaws below, but she’s just moving— skipping stones, no hint of care. Silent banks lean closer, hope and warning in their eyes— but she only knows the sunlight and the way the river sighs. Every step’s a song she knows, Every risk, a gentle friend— She hums the names of wild things, beauty only she would tend. Let the weather threaten caution she’s got sunlight for shoes Where dark clouds try to claim her, she just dances through. No shadow in her footsteps, no wish for solid ground— the river calls her forward, wild wonder all around. Where river tumbles roaring, and daylight slips to mist— she turns her back on quiet, walks where edges twist. She leaps from every longing, her shadow blurs to foam— she vanishes in wildness, makes the wild her own. Let the weather threaten caution she’s got sunlight for shoes Where dark clouds try to claim her, she just dances through. No shadow in her footsteps, no wish for solid ground— the river calls her forward, wild wonder all around. High-rise windows shimmer, city breathing far below— she’s climbing, hands on concrete, every ledge a place to grow. Shadows crowd the windows tight, doubt mingling with pride— she stands above their verdicts, and leaves them far behind It’s fine—she knows the river, the skyline, the teeth, the height— the fall is just a story people tell to kill the light. Let the weather threaten caution, I’ve got sunlight for shoes. Where dark clouds try to claim her, She just dances through. the river calls me forward, wild wonder all around— and somewhere, barefoot, I remember, how to dance through now