We Are Rivers
The rivers flow into the ocean,
With the swiftest movement and motion.
They flow without thinking,
Following the current without thinking.
The journey is long and slow,
But they are persistent in their goal.
The ocean calls out to them all,
Their attention it effortlessly draws.
They flow back to their birthplace,
The one they so much embrace.
We are rivers amongst an ocean of people,
Flowing with life and ending in a dusty hole.
Copyright © Hector Leyva | Year Posted 2011
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