Waterfalls
The river flows and flows
Though often it appears completely still
The current is unceasing
Distracted by reflection of bird, tree and sky
We do not notice
And then, a waterfall appears
Like a river, our lives flow on current
We can’t know rising change
Then one day, a tipping point
What took years to reach has arrived
And there is no return
As we are unaware of this drift,
The realization is unexpected
And so, like a river, we must fulfill our destiny
We must appreciate our strength and
Every brook and stream and branch
We’ve known along the way
We must accept the waterfalls of our lives
Not in regret or fear
But in their resplendent beauty
7/10/18
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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