Poem: “Come What May”

by Pavel Chichikov on Nov 30, 2011 in Poetry

Come What May

As the tree line on a prairie
Rises on a darkened river,
Human souls along the way
Planted sparsely in forever

Deep and welcome is that shade

On a mountain stands a cross,
The shadow is the flow of time,
Who lies there, and who is lost
If there is nowhere left to climb?

Deep and depthless is that sky

I remember those I knew,
Thirsty those who traveled there,
Crossing places far and few
Across the rivers of the air

And yet the seekers find their way
Across that river, come what may

Pavel
September 14, 2011