Mortal rivers course through my veins
their torrents lift and carry me
through tectonic platelets
and threaten to dash my soul
over their raging streams in dream fall.
Finding difficulties to catch my life
awash on dark unlit shores
of rebellious denial and defeat
where no neat solutions are found.
Yet faith finds place in abundance
of that rich blood flowing sea to sea
allowing me to rise with new light
awakened out of birthing waters
standing firm in overcoming reality.
L. Jerome Jones