It Never Ends…
Who knows where the river goes
When it flows around the bend
I only know that it goes on...
And like life, it never ends
Sometimes it's shallow, calm and clear
Inviting you to touch
Gently rolling, drifting by
It sings in a quiet hush
But when storm clouds come together
And the rains pour from the sky
It becomes muddy, loud, and ugly
Producing fear as it rushes by
Whatever it touches is changed forever
But never loses its purpose
Whether touched gently as it passes
Or battered by forceful surges
Who knows where the river goes
When it flows around the bend
I only know that it goes on...
And like life, it never really ends
( © Post and photo by C.J. - please do not copy)
