Life is but a stream
-excited and anxious,
of the good and bad
waiting to happen,
of the adventures and experiences
of the lessons and blessings
of opportunities,
sliding downhill
-some it dissolved, made its own
and those that it had to leave behind
like stones on its bank;
Life is but a stream
-unaware and uncertain,
of the journey
of the slopes and boulders
of the curves and twists
waiting downstream,
sliding down rocky curves
-carrying with it the tangible
and the intangible,
froth and fervor
filled up to the brim;
Life is but a stream
-selfish and kind,
eroding parts of every hurdle
challenging the foundation
that dared to stop it,
at times weighed down
by burdens too heavy to carry
depositing sand and silt
-those that try to pull it back,
yet adding a spark of life
to all that it touched;
Life is but a stream
-chaotic and balanced,
leaving behind life and fertility
as a reminisce of its fervor
as a reminisce of its struggle
-the challenges that it survived
and those that it had walked out of
leaving only a trail
of anguish and kindness
of anger and love, and the rest
whilst it waits to meet the sea.
Maniishark 