River Poem by Hamish Mack

Hamish Mack has written a lovely poem inspired by one of my recent images. Enjoy.

Braided.
From this point,
you can see the strands
that make up your life.
Winding their way across
the flatland where the
going is easy and
there is time to look around.
Trying different courses
to find the best fit.
Leaving some islands of
untested experience.
Things that didn’t appeal
or you just ran out of time for.
See how it narrows
in the distance, where the options
become constrained.
Until, quite suddenly,
you are amongst
the cold, testing mountains.
They have their own beauty
and the sombre majesty of age.
But you cannot help
looking back to the plains.
Where it all began.

Hamish Mack, 2011.

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