Swift Water

My calendar says
No Events today,
none tomorrow, either.
Everything still
seems okay,
even though
I don’t have
anywhere to be,
time flowing around us
like a smooth-running
stream. I would not
even know I’m here
if not for the occasional
soft chime of the hour,
like your warm touch
in the darkness,
reminders I’m just
another stone
being slowly worn
by the swift water,
on its long way down
to the sea.