The Warrior and the River
copyright 2017 by jon gutmacher

He sat down in the tall grass by the river
watching the downstream
flowing
ever flowing
softly, endlessly
or so it seemed

And lying back he began to dream
a dream he had so often
where he no longer wore his armor
nor fought in wars
but lived a life of peace
and tranquility

Surrounded by those he loved
and trees that swayed in the wind
and spoke to him in whispers
of days gone by
and days to come

But then he heard the thunder of hooves
coming toward him
the thud of the many in full gallop
pounding across the ground
and the dream quickly vanished
as once again he shook off that placid moment
to put on his armor
and take sword and shield to hand

For dreams are just that
momentary and beautiful
only to be brought back to the real world
far too soon
as the next battle
was about to begin

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