The river vast
yet the water scant
and the rocks arrayed
so I ventured
until a gap
no turning back
I leapt and found an isle
with twisted trees
and shallow shoals
and a backward-flowing stream
Then the shore
but just before
the emerald river gleamed
So deep and strong
I followed along
over slanted boulders
past sourceless pond
till a creek drove me inland
only to find
I had been ashore the whole time:
my abandon, my salvation