Have you seen the River Goddess? I have, and She is multifarious in her splendour Her cozzies and woolly toques gliding through Oxford’s cold green April morning water, quietly She gathers her various bodies to briefly wear a swan’s disguise, and then resume domestic duties, jobs and children husbands and the entangled lines of it all. For these minutes grace, they grant me - cold, fat visitor on the shore - a view of resurgent power. We must choose as years bear down, to wear these cronal bodies as a crown.
For Sophie, Elly, and the rest of the fabulous flock, at Oxford West CC; long may you swim!
Feather image courtesy Dmitrii Bardadim on pixabay.com