Ghost River
Do you think this vermilion river flows for your pleasure? You know not the drip of fang that feeds the flow. This river is not for you. Million year silent stream, washing down old ways, old lives and souls trees and creatures that you will never know the red water keeps them This river is not for you. Do you think this vermilion river cares about your dams, conduits and barges piers and gauges? Wait for the monsoon rain and see it all swept away. This river is not for you. Do you think this vermilion river flows only from gravity and wet earth the temporary grave of hard rain? Other powers lay in the bed not only deep mud is dark. For the river is home to HER the protective darkness who has chosen her own, to his bewildered body’s healing. This river is not for you.