up & down the river

Out. Out down jumbled streets. Eyes loosely capture worn sidewalk dotted with bursting ground leaving tar pealing away with the love of a small bandage attached to a child about ten who has had it stuck to her for a few days due to a small wound producing tears bringing forth a Neosporin smeared band-aid healing the wound before the adhesiveness has been lost and washed away. Following the opposite side of the street's flow for a half mile feeding to a mild tributary bringing a waterfall of hill. Climbing for a while flattens into a calm winding trickle. Then, through a wide lush gushing the fountainhead is found and we turn around to ride the river home.