Staring at a river,
I see something;
the story of life.
Every river starts as a slight trickle of water
growing into something extravagant.
As each drop of water flows
it's a drop you will never grasp again.
As the water rushes around a rock,
it reminds me of obstacles in life.
Obstacles that we encounter and
change us and form us into what we are now.
rivers have no forever.
The end hides behind a curve or a waterfall.
Ending never starting again.