If I Were a River

The river does flow it keeps on going. It is much like me without even knowing. I stay my course on my journey to the sea. I know upon completion I will finally be free. I stumble over obstacles along the way. The journey isn’t smooth I must say. Still I progress leaving them behind. Many seem to be just in my mind. Contrasts in colors fade into gray. The sun hits the ice and melts it away. My banks confine me like a wall. I wait for hope expecting a call. When I slow down the water runs deep. I am a waterfall from a hill that is steep. To many species my water brings life. I cut through the landscape like a knife. When I get blocked I form a pond. It takes more time to move beyond. I reach the other side and I am free. I return to the river where I should be.