Deep like a river
As it rolls slowly on to the sea,
The constant current,
Here: swift;
Here: slow; but always
Moving on to the finish,
Cannot be stopped, cannot be altered.
And this river, the long, long river, it
Ends too soon. It rushes into the eternal sea,
Cannot be turned back as it passes through.
Here: it goes over rocks, faster and faster still,
‘Till it drops off,
Landing bleakly at the bottom.
And it rolls on through the ancient  land to its own
Demise in the sea,
Where every river must end. Time carries it out to its
End.
All must come to an eventual end:
    In the eternal sea.