I have seen the river run with blood

After dawn woke peaceful. Still cold 

but with the damp scent of spring

I have watched sunlight on the water

Life reflected into fire. Heard the vultures sing 

of heaven. Dance in circles. The immortal taste of flesh

I have felt the pulse of life grow weary

Known, too late, dawn's other choices

Night has come. We don't take anger with us

Only love