Nodeul Ferry Riverside

Posted by in Poems, The East

Sitting in the sap of spring
by the weeping willow, wondering
…whiling away and wondering
if the flow of time can be tied –
have you tried?

Binding it by a stretch
of willow at the trunk to catch
the flow of time and tide
By and by, near the Nodeul ferry riverside


Twig and twine tying time to the tree
Trust not its boughs and branches, not me,
To stop the page of life’s mystery
the blue ever flowing by
mindless of the willow’s strength, and my sigh

As I sat beside the willow
With the ferry’s come and go
Across the river, it’s course wide,
By and by near the Nodeul ferry riverside