Rivers Run

Rivers run, rivers flow, let it flow, let it flow Creativity, never let it go The bud that must flower, the tree that must grow Seeds of germination, future take shape Tis the dreamers, the believers, the doers, the achievers Who so create tomorrow’s world The missionaries, the visionaries, a land of oysters, a sea of pearls For they are the exceptions to the norm Of no measure to conform The beacons of light, with wings they take flight Inner propensity, with authenticity, they make it a priority To shape society, and so establish, their mark in history They venture beyond the comfort zone, a road less travelled If so alone Camouflaged not, born to stand out To realize within, manifest without Captains of their destiny, they pave the way for others to be Purpose, passion, legacy, extraordinaire, epitome Yet beyond limits, illusions overcome Great beyond measure, their rule of thumb Multi-dimensional, that which was chose The vessels of which creativity flows The journey of life, taken at the helm With access to another realm Transcendent thought, that cannot be bought Noteworthy cause, lest run-of-the-mill Guided forward by a higher will Written by Geraldine Taylor ©