River of Life

Down a mountain flows a river, Surrounded by the dry saddened sands of a dusty desert's cold shiver, Looked upon by the ever clear skies, Studded and starred by the most beautiful of lights! Swaying here a slash a bounce a hit upon a stone there it stumbles, with no intention of a direction it rushes and fumbles. To downstream like with a blindfolded eye, So it falls as a waterfall it falls! Among the grains and sands it fawns and drains, But with Hope in heart so strong and never a false, That the salt sultry sea upon the bend, Will be the so sought salvation in the end!