blending

by the river i bend down

to note down

in my note-book

for i hear the water flow

but see not the bottom of bed

not even knee deep

i breathe the fresh air

but creeps that ugly doubt

i think i feel the pollutant

inside the hairy cave

as my eyes gaze across

the floating smoke

but breeze brings closer

the tall grass

while the flower on crown kisses

my cheeks

does it also say:

take it easy

now i become truly aware

of my ignorance

of the music of another language

earlier my eardrums

did vibrate

for songs of winged friends

and my eyes

transcending colour

determines my career and size

of my worn out wallet

there, once i saw

the transcendental unity

the perfect blending of north

with south

with a clout of the latter

in the human litter by the river

it read, SUN-RYPE:

apple banana with citrus pectin

and natural flavor

a perfect dried fruit snack

recommended, also for those striving hard

to keep harm count low

henry victor      18.06.2003