The river

Life is a river we are all floating down....

Here and now, 

On a journey from the past into tomorrow, 

Time is a river and there is only one way out.
There are peaceful lazy moments and roaring rapids rage.
Eddies of complacency and pools of stagnation.
Still traveling downstream and waterfalls rush to meet you.
What began so slow, 

Almost as if not moving at all, 

Has quickened its pace, 

There is no going back.
Many met on the way, 

Each on their own river trip.
Some for a moment and others a little longer, all temporary.

A life time of learn the river and still new twists and turns, 

Still new surprises joys and triumphs.
Don't fall out of the raft, anchor your feet in,

The paddle captain will guide, in places you haven't been.
The water's choppy now, hard paddle to the right, 

You hear a call from behind, another obstacle avoided, you're doing just fine.

Author's Note

We are all carried down the river of life, as it was in the beginning so shall it end..

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Good metaphor of life, with its ups and downs , its twists and turns. Enjoyed!

[Dave W.]

I am glad you enjoyed it, thankyou for reading it.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir.

[Arundass TP]

Nicely written poem. Loved it

[Dave W.]

Thankyou for reading it.