River of Life

life is like a River

She pulls us all along at her pace

a speed as seemingly stagnant or rushing as She pleases

and you too

are pulled deep inside the riptide

your levies are straw and dams turn to skipping stones

as She forces Her course

and your johnboat sinks to the silt

fight and scream if you’d like

protest Her ambivalence and boil your blood

only to drown and descend under the weight in Her billows

but surrender to Her swells

and let Her currents carry you

until you finally resurface

shining and speckled

in rest.