New Bern Nexus
I’ll never know
what unseen forces
attracted my wayward soul
to this spit of Carolina
where two rivers merge
I meet many here
who are not from here.
They simply washed ashore
after crossing the long bridge
and feeling a mystical attraction
to park their car
and anchor their soul
Seeking peace, they join
the spirits of Indians
who long ago journeyed
to the waters’ nexus
for trade and communion
The mystical attraction
of the merging rivers
shouldn’t surprise us.
Converging waters often
birth sacred places,
places that pry open
beleaguered souls
Why not here?
