River Rain

River Rain

The rio bravo takes you across to safety
   away from the clutches of jaws and jails;
The rio floats you across into the arms
   of the one that has loved you always;
The rio saves you from the monster
    that you dreamt about when you were five;
The rio pulls you under until
    your remains are deeply buried within;
The rio haunts you in the darkest of
    moments and shatters your dreams;
The rio drives you mad
    until your spirit dies with you;
The rio turns you into a liar
    and thief, a shell of what you used to be;
The rio baptizes you and leaves you
    naked when you think you know its eternal secrets;

Only the thick, mysterious fog can work its
    powerful magic, dragging, stirring
its ghostly spirits, and unveiling the corpses
    washed up on its shores;
The clouds, laden with sadness and anger,
    open, and let the rain burst into tears;
   
Rain, rain, river rain.

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About Irma Guadarrama

Professor, Department Chair, Department of Curriculum & Instruction, The University of Texas Pan American, Edinburg, Texas, USA.