Water FloWs

Water follows no one it has it travels wherever the path takes it

Quiet rivers flows down the paths
of nowhere no boundaries
travel at great speeds long distances
Taking everything that is in it path
along with it
there is no pattern but to move forward
in its journey
cold temperatures of its own
as the climate changes
it changes to shape
to form as the clouds hover over
it to pour down its heavenly rain
the river catches the falling tears
soon to evaporate back the sky's
This has no boundaries
it may do as it please
no stop signs
no laws
nothing can stop its path
it holds many chapters
to this earth it created
our road to a place called somewhere that we name it.

Author's Note

Not a finished poem I still have to tweak it