The Old Mans Tale
When I started
Down the river I went alone.
There were rocks and foam
And I was afraid
Still being sane.
When the river widened
The shoreline spread before me
And the waters calmed.
I floated along on that placid plain
Thinking this is how it shall be now.
Long I drifted in quiet peace
When again the land narrowed
And the current increased.
Then I realized how temporary
Peace and safety actually are.
You know it is too late
Just before the end.
You hear the waterfall
Crashing on the rocks
Just around the bend.
Copyright © David Lindine | Year Posted 2026
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