Benny Sip

Prose

We Are Not Looking At The Same River

While you and I stand here

On the banks of this great river

Overlooking the water

In the last light of day

We do not see the same river

Certainly

From here

You can see

The riffle upstream

And the trout feeding in the pool below

And although it may seem

As if

We are looking at the same river

We are not

I see a different river

One that I have walked now and a thousand times before

And while your eyes may meet the water this evening

In the half light

They cannot possibly see what mine do

So much so

This river and I

Have come to know one another

~ We Are Not Looking At The Same River ~

Ben Sippola