...and lose our ways at times. The current is fierce and ferocious. The water is blue dark. With ice here and there for the music of the water trickling. We are not alone, of that I am sure. Being alone is the saddest thing on earth when it happens and you dont want it. When it is a routine. 

So get back to the black river and blue water. Pray your ancestors will be revived to bring you strenght from their past.