The dry creek bed is my angst,
my dammed fears and grief.
The white rushing waters,
are my heaving sobs.
The waters falling from high above,
refresh my soul,
cleanse my heart, &
remind me that I am beloved.
As the sun rises,
the blue waters flow past,
collecting our tears,
Tears of hope that cut through rock,
and mountains of despair,
to create a new world of hope.
Photos top to bottom:
A dry creek bed near Coyote Wall in Washington state. Photo by Tim Graves
The rushing water of the White Salmon River near Husum, Washington. Photo by Tim Graves
The Cabin Creek falls along the Mt. Defiance trail in Oregon. Photo by Tim Graves
The morning sun on the Columbia River near Mosier, Oregon. Photo by Tim Graves
The Columbia River flows reliably toward the Pacific, creating its path through the Cascade Mountains.This photo is taken from near the peak of Mt. Defiance in Oregon. Photo by Tim Graves