in search of
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1 min readOct 18, 2012
They searched for hope in the river.
They stripped off their clothes on the shore.
They searched the banks, the mud, the tall grass and the dirt paths.
They went back in the river, their feet touching the muddy bottom, toes sinking into earth and sea.
They went under, held their breath until stars burst behind their eyes and emerged empty handed.
They washed and they cried, tears and river rolling together underneath them.
They waited for the sun to go and the moon to come and when the clouds and rain came instead they went to bed hopeless.
Tomorrow.
