|'RIVER RUN' From Visual Counterpoint|
Running shallow where memory’s call
To the brave
Sings to save,
And dies in the attempt to give all.
Running deep where memory’s touch
Holds the strength,
Steals the length,
And refuses any artificial crutch.
Running scared where memory cries
Tears of joy,
To outlive the ploy,
Of pain portrayed by lingering lies.
Running where memory is yet to be,
Carving a way,
And only Time will stay,
Waiting to greet both you and me.