Life is but a river swiftly flowing

amid the sandy shores of a heavenly tide.

Streaming an aquatic path forever ongoing,

spawning a pool of abundant life.

 

Whose wonders are steep with history,

where stellar reflections color a river’s blue.

Whose dark depths sink deep with mystery,

concealing the cries of a tortured few.

 

An underworld extreme in diversity

where lies the struggle of bond and free.

Where total equality is met with travesty,

and survival is the burden of the weak.

 

Whose submergence is often murky,

where not all predators lurk in the dark.

Forever guided by currents of mercy,

journeying a river’s unfathomed heart.

 

Beneath the waters of a river’s stream,

ever in awe of aquatic unknowns.

Exploring the myth of a river’s spring,

sampling what delights a river has grown.

 

And there, floating just within sight,
hovers the glow of what’s shiny and new.
Entranced by the beauty of its light,
accustomed to the riches of a river’s blue.
 

"A River Flowing"