The Flow of the River

A poem about moving forward — A poem

Go with the powerful flow, with what is beyond control. Release the grip from the dire branch of history. Deny it the capability of repeating itself tomorrow.

Focusing too much on the heart-breaking negativity. Results in mirrors beneath feet copying faces. An uncontrollable fault that exists between the rock and the bottom.

The myth of self-limits has too many casualties on the potential road. A hand full of actions has more value than a hand full of concerning results. Opportunities escape as too many are in the habit of being distracted.

Laziness can be the sign of an undesirable existent. Enough energy spent disguising anguish. Enough time spent repeating history.

No amount of patience will stop the flow of the river. Let go of the dire branch of history. It will be excruciating holding on against the current.

Reduce the time spent thinking outside the box, and increase the time spent living outside the box.

Tomorrow does not have to be predictable. Tomorrow is negotiable.