I am as a leaf in the river
flowing down tributaries
dew drops are my sweat and tears
winds billow and brush against me
while waters swirl beneath
whether I was in turbulence
or dancing wild
was my choice
I see it only now
as I traverse the waters
I meet many others
each with their own paths
own pasts
own histories
own stories
was it me who crossed their paths
or them mine?
who amongst leaves, you and I
could judge, or would say,
“that is a life well-lived”
when we are ceaselessly
ushered current upon currents
out
to the great beyond
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
I am as a leaf in the river
flowing down tributaries
dew drops are my sweat and tears
winds billow and brush against me
while waters swirl beneath
whether I was in turbulence
or dancing wild
was my choice
I see it only now
as I traverse the waters
I meet many others
each with their own paths
own pasts
own histories
own stories
was it me who crossed their paths
or them mine?
who amongst leaves, you and I
could judge, or would say,
“that is a life well-lived”
when we are ceaselessly
ushered current upon currents
out
to the great beyond
