Its procured calm spots
and its rough rapids,
it has beings trying to wade
through tough streams
or causing waves
in calm ones.
Rivers pool off into streams and creeks,
to ultimately slip away into the dirt—
to dry up and become,
nothing.
Though it is imperative to comprehend
that a river does not simply stand in its own reality,
but rather is intertwined in the vast
convolution of life.
Where it is inhabited by the creatures
that are reliant upon it
and by the creatures in which one day
will be killed by its hand.
And albeit our efforts,
we cannot change the flow of a river,
just as much as you cannot simply change the course of a life.
2 comments:
I like that you were going for the "Life is like a river" idea.
I truly love this blog and can definitely relate to it, and I'm sure many people can also relate to it. Life is like a river, it really does have calm spots and rough rapids. I also really liked how you said, however, the most important resemblance is that we cannot change the course of our lives, just as much as you cannot change the flow of a river. That one area in this blog really made me think, most people do wish that they could change the course of their life, but they can't, and we have to live with that. I also have a question, where did you get your inspiration to write this blog?
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