The Flow

I stand by the water watching it swiftly flow
as I quietly wonder “Where does my life’s stream go?”
When I find the answer to questions I may see
I watch its direction changing; another way to be.
Then again I wander, lost within my mind,
freed again to wonder just what I will find
as I stand beside the water and watch its gently flow
I know the Universe is mine to choose where I will go.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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