“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.” – Norman Maclean
“Whereas we find ourselves at this dreadful yet wonderful place. Betwixt by resolve and torment. Haunted as it were, on the banks of the river of our own soul, asking which way does the river flow”? – DS
There is a flood of many waters inside of you that goes to waste, said a voice, that voice without a face. But the voice inside was something that I knew no one could fake, the one that held the storm, the storm I could not erase!
I hear the hymn in the morning time, with the Colorado sky stretching dark and wide, With the first son of morning comes a star shooting high, the chant sings a song about my rivers inside. So many empty verses, so I just cry and cry. For just these many years I have been kind of quiet, Not saying much to anyone about the water inside. That muddy moving liquid that moves from side to side. Bringing me a challenge to move across its troubled tide. Its just analogy for life that moves outside, Rivers needing crossing when the need does arise. One-way bridges under cloudy skies, and the keeper of the through-way has a storm in his eye, yes, the keeper of the through-way has a storm in his eye.
I think my souls waiting on a singular side, inside or outside me, it wants to cross to another side. From what I have come to know, or from where I have tried, I think it wants to know what it’s like to finally die. For some this might dishearten or become a frightening sight, I sure somewhere somebody thinks my G_D it’s suicide. But flesh and bone are different from what I’m about to describe, you see I want to finally meet my genesis on the river that is inside. A mean that is not average an inner fire that will not subside.
So, I move to pray, crossing that one-way bridge of yesterday, moving from ghost to ghost from a child unto a man, crossing inner Jordan jumping over quick sand. A space that grows in grace. Myself a younger man. An inner sort of question that ask to see his face, and there I see not much to my surprise. One-way bridges under cloudy skies, and the keeper of the through-way has a storm in his eye. Yes, the keeper of the through-way has a storm in his eye.
The river running in me has a hum and a grind, sometimes it seems to clean me, at other times I feel its grime, But now in this place, at this place in my life, pour on me with your mighty water, let my soul consumed, be refined, on this place, where nothing can ever go to waste. Where nothing can ever go to waste.
There is a flood of many waters inside of you that goes to waste, said a voice, that voice without a face. But the voice inside was something that I knew no one could fake, the one that held the storm, the storm I could not erase! – 09.04.2018 – דָנִיֵּאל
Storms and waters will never cease, but they do subside.
Whether the first son or sun is there, in the roar or the calm, you will reside, there will be no waste,
I see you with a storm in your eye!
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Thank you Resa, I am not sure about a storm in my eye, could be I am long sighted and need reading glasses. Drinking beer and listening to Doobie Brothers while I craft the best grilled chicken known to man. You should come over. 😁
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Thank you. 🙂
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Oh wow Daniel, very very cool! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Hi Heather, thank you very much, as always I appreciate your kind comments, and you taking the time to read my prose.
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Your very welcome Daniel. Shabbat Shalom.
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Shabbat Shalom Heather.
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Dear Daniel, brilliant and filled with meaning as I have come to expect. ❤ Ruby
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Thank you dear Ruby, I am always happy to see your kind compliments and hope I earn them all justly. 😉
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Dear Daniel,
Of course you earn them, each word is always a thoughtfully written point when I read your work. Well worth reading and commenting on each time. ❤ Ruby
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And again thank you my friend.
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Beautifully written.
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Thank you Itsa, so happy you liked it.
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YW! 🙂
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Coming to terms is the phrase that I kept thinking of as I read your wonderful post. It is a “haunting” as you put it. As always your writing gives one pause to think. ❤
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Hi Lauren, I think you pegged it for me, I was trying to think of the right term and coming to terms is it. Thank you.
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I occasionally get it right 😉 You are welcome. 🙂
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Dynamite of a piece my friend. You hit a good nerve with me on this and I appreciate it. 🙂 That river needs traversing more often then not in every life.
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Hi Wang, I agree, I think we reach stages in life where we forget about it and then wham there it is and we are standing on its shore. Thank you my friend for a very insightful comment.
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Been to that shore many times Daniel, however not always with difficulty, sometimes with joy.
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Another well written piece from you my friend. The soul is an interesting concept, in my opinion it has many definitions. I like your use of a river running through it. Some great metaphors. Bill
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Thank you Bill, I agree the definition of a soul is probably defined about 5 billion ways by every single inhabitant of this planet. Hopefully all can go beyond the definition to explore what it means. 😉
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True words my young friend. Your exploration of that world continues to educate me.
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Some amazing lines in this post, but the following I found full of “soul” and “blues” “The river running in me has a hum and a grind, sometimes it seems to clean me, at other times I feel its grime, ” ❤
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Thank you Summer for your kind comment. I am happy you found this phrase meaningful. Wishing you a great weekend ahead.
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Your welcome Daniel, wishing you a wonderful weekend as well.
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My brother, once again you have touched me in the most sentimental way with your prose that is indeed filled with spiritual wisdom and prayer. I thank you. Shalom, Den
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Hi Dennis, As you always do, you bring me to a place of humbleness and gratefulness with your kind comment. Thank you. Wishing you a blessed Shabbat. Shalom, Daniel
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The same it is for me brother. 🙂 Shabbat Shalom
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Well written, and your analogy of the river is scripted perfectly to those of us constantly searching to stay within its flow. Several appealing lines in this one Daniel, and worthy of more than one read to gather its full potential.
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Thank you Lynette, I suppose if we stopped on our search we would be dead at least spiritually speaking. Thank you my friend for your continued reading and your wonderful comments.
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I agree, it is the continual search for enlightenment that gives those who search life. Those without curiosity sit unfortunately in darkness.
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Wonderful lyrical quality in this piece. Loved it! 🙂
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Thank you Cheri, I appreciate you reading and your wonderful comment.
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At the risk of sounding flippant my friend and certainly not to take away from your amazing writing, I try to avoid the rapids in my own soul river. Would much rather stick to the lazy river. 😉
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LOL, Thank you Ryan, I agree the lazy river in a mystical inner tube sounds more my pace indeed. Thank you for the humorous picture. 🙂
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Perhaps my lazy river fits too much of my personality, So relaxed I often do not see the rapids ahead, but then I have your prose to rely on, all good as a river guide I think. 😉
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Heh, to much faith me thinks. 😉
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Well written piece Daniel. I enjoyed it very much. Thank you.
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Hi Dallas, thank you for commenting. I am happy you liked it.
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“So, I move to pray, crossing that one-way bridge of yesterday, moving from ghost to ghost from a child unto a man, crossing inner Jordan jumping over quick sand. ” Great line Daniel, really enjoyed this one!
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Thank you Darrin, I am happy you liked that line, for some strange reason I nearly used the Euphrates there, but the Jordan seemed more appropriate. Where kings are baptized I suppose. 🙂
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Both would have fit for this kind of prose I suppose, but I agree the Jordan is the better of the two water ways.
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Beautiful prose Daniel, love the song that goes with it! ❤
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Thank you Deb, I am happy you liked this. I really enjoyed Leon Bridges doing River, it seemed to fit.
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Your welcome! 🙂
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Well done Daniel, I like the encouraging tone. 😉
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Hi Steve, thank you sir. I figured it was time I became a little more encouraging. 😉
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Your welcome sir. We could all use a little more encouragement… 😉
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Love this, it speaks to my soul, and it has such a comforting feeling to it. Thank you. 🙂 ❤
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Thank you Lisa, I am happy this post spoke to you in a meaningful way. Comfort is good as well. 😉 Wishing you a blessed Shabbat my friend.
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Shabbat shalom dear Daniel! 🙂 ❤
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❤ this. The soul as being water themed is a wonderful idea. ❤
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Hi Albina, water always seems to hold a great mystical and spiritual meaning to it, at least it does for me. Thank you for reading and as always for your wonderful comment.
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I have always found water to be relaxing and a world of mystery myself. You are welcome it is always fun to read what you write. Always interesting. 😉
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A plethora of beautiful words Daniel, with even more beautiful meanings. My favorite line however is, “Rivers needing crossing when the need does arise”. This says it all! 🙂
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Thank you Gigi for your comment. I am happy you found a phrase that meant something to you. Just so you know it was my favorite too. 😉
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🙂 Have a wonderful weekend Daniel!
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The soul is a river, a wonderful concept, and beautifully laid out in your words. Another favorite for me. ❤
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Thank you Erin, I appreciate your kind words. Rivers always hold a spiritual concept for me over any other body of water. I am not sure why. Another post perhaps to pontificate on. 😉 An early Shabbat Shalom my friend.
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The river Jordan is very symbolic in your piece, (reading above I agree it was the correct river to use) Shabbat shalom. ❤
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Stick with it past the storm. Great post.
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