Sitting By the Riverside
I walk down a trail off the beaten path
Contemplating life’s equations, trying to solve its math
I sit down by the riverside, the breeze blowing through my hair
I find rest on a slab of stone, using it as a chair
I sit alone in the woods and start to think out loud
Sitting and admiring the woods, the sun, the clouds
I sit and question everything from life, to religion, and love
Searching hard for answers as I stare at the sky above
Time didn’t seem to move and only did stand still
Focusing on breathing, breathe out and then refill
It was in this moment, I found an epiphany
The answers run few and the questions run many
And you may never answer all the questions you may have
But having a sense of purpose, this confusion it will salve
Having mine, peace is now the place where I reside
I found my peace on that day, sitting by the riverside
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