Day 243

The River Changed Us

Within minutes,
the dock
was engulfed.
The spot where
I had fished
only yesterday
was gone.

Within minutes,
the blue
was erased.
The silt from
the delta
tie-dyed the water
with brown.

Within minutes,
tree trunks
were hidden.
The ancient bark
surrounded by
the water
was soggy.

Within minutes,
the bend
was straightened.
The sharp curve
that claimed
so many boats
was safe.

It was said that the waters
would recede.
It was said that the river
would be normal.

But we reveled
in this
new geography.

Within minutes,
our old lives
were history.

Within minutes,
we began anew.