The River rages on,
A sight we often see.
The River rages on,
Thru people like me.
Waters rush past
With no reason or rhyme.
Waters rush past
Not wasting time.
Birds call out
Gawking at the River’s flow.
Birds call out
Telling all that they know.
The fish swim free
Headed down the fastest stream.
The fish swim free
In all of nature’s dreams.
The river slows down
Then speeds up a bit.
The river slows down
The older we get.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 