Like the Flowing River- A poem

Like the Flowing River

Like the flowing river, you came and went

I stood there gazing from the banks

As you passed very gracefully through the beastly rocks.

I wanted to jump in and make the flow with you

But the fear of barbarian rocks pushed me away.

I could drink from you only but a handful

I passed but a few trickles of sand into your soul

As a token of my love,

And you took it all in

Like it had been, yours to begin with.

I drank the little water

That I could gather in the curl of my palm.

And again, I thought of jumping in

With you for eternity

The cruel rocks with the sharpened heels

Again, blankly stared at me

And again, I couldn’t manage the final leap.

“Maybe in another time” you said

And I shed a tear or two

And let it pass into you

You gracefully took that in

And absorbed it

As a part of yourself.

I took the last few drops

Of your passing water

And washed my watery eyes.

You went on like the flowing river.

And I turned back

Facing the forest

Which now looked upside down

And I then pondered,

“Why aren’t some things meant to be?”

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Footnotes :- [1] ‘Like the Flowing River’ title is inspired by one of Paulo Coelho’s book title with the same name.