The River

As the water breaks, emotions will sail.

The wind shall guide my thoughts.

It seems shallow, but runs much deeper.

It flows.

It breaks in two as a decision must be made.

Never knowing which direction is right from wrong.

No matter which stream I take.

It flows.

Continuing along this river of life.

Many obstacles lay in my sight.

I may crash, I may sink, but no matter the case.

It still flows.

Through night and day for endless journeys.

I remain afloat.

The water often cold with short bursts of warmth.

It still flows.

I struggle sometimes to keep above the water.

Something will always try to bring me down.

I must resurface again with a smile on my face.

It continues to flow.

Every chance to drown.

Every chance to lose hope.

I hold my breath.

It continues to flow.

The river one day will lower to puddles.

I will be left in dust.

Until my tears are the only hydration.

The river is dry.

Until it is filled again for my children.

I shall sit in the desert.

To close my eyes and be one with the sand.

The wind will take me away.

Reviews

[V]

A smooth, calm and flowing write. Really, the flow of your writing matches the image of flowing water perfectly. Vivid imagery, thought evoking but still peaceful in a way. I enjoyed reading.

[Danny Coykendall]

Thank you very much! I appreciate it!

[V]

You're welcome. I'm glad you sent me a friend request, which led me to your poems. They are great and a pleasure to read.

[Imagine This]

Jesus Christ...this is so beautiful! How can one literally write this good? Ama-zing!