poem of the day December 2


The river ran

through the meadow

for centuries

Separating

here from there

Keeping yes

away from no

But then

a tree fell

over the

water

and landed

on the other side

All of a sudden

there was a bridge

Here and there

No and yes

were connected

and no longer

thought of the water

which was now forced

to do nothing

but be the river flow