River Of Consciousness Poem by Nick F. Hawkins

Divine presence is anesthesia for
For my soul,
My soul is the river that flows even
In the cold when it's 32 below,
Below my cerebral roads where
I deplete the voices of my ego
I continue to row this mental
Sailboat along the tides
Amongst the waters of growth,
This river of consciousness keeps
Me afloat,
Staying afloat is a miracle,
A miracle that births hope,
Hope is a trail that is invisible,
Yet this invisible trail is the
Life long path that I coast