Running beside the River which is in full flood

Mercurial bubbles of foam 
Twist and rotate
Spinning against the creased surface
Of blackened water
Effervescent as they travel
Downward towards the ocean
Then as I realise I’m travelling 
At the same speed
At one weightless as those bubbles of air 
On the water surface
My speed: the water speed 
The sea 60 mins away
Onward the bubbles dance
Effortlessly over the churning 
Waves 
This is the river in full flight
Powerful and strong
Driving the current 
Channelling the banks 
Undercutting rocks
Carving its way
Onwards.
And so I too carve out the distance
Deepen the stride 
Dig deep to ascend the hill 
Onwards and upwards to home.