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OUR LIFE, A RIVULET

Our life is like a rivulet; going through a constant change; dashing alone, through paths difficult n rough

Picking up many relationships on the way, some good, some bad, some mild, some angry n gruff

Needs a rivulet to turn into a  river; n then to reach her destination final, to the Sea  so mighty, really huge !

Rest she just cannot, it's a winding journey, meandering, but there is no going back, no refuge !

A bumpy jumpy childhood, followed by a carefree or stressful youth; then perhaps it flows smoothly for a while;

She sometimes gets a chance to happy be; to gracefully flow; and at life, satisfactorily smile

Then again as youth recedes,  relatives also part, into many factions at the delta, she is now broken !

These parts big and small, all into the mighty ocean submerge; it is now that a rivulet, that has turned into a river is, finally unified, in Heaven awoken.

Armin Dutia Motashaw