ZMP~ drifting wood

ZMP~ drifting wood

The River of Life's current flows
regardless of thought,
but the quality of thought
makes for a more fulfilling ride.

Adrift in Life as is driftwood’s fate
never knowing where it will end,
around each bend a new view of life,
accepting the pace and anticipated winds.

Tangled in river reeds for quite awhile
then set free by a storm and born again.
Some join together, drifting in the world;
sharing the river's ride in sun and rain.

Driftwood floating in the rippling River of Love
or tossed about in rapids’ chilling lone agony,
some turn to face where they will go;
others look backwards holding onto memories.

The River of Life will forever flow
though the driftwood’s life is only slight
But for a few that make it to the sea...
they now drift on the River of Eternity.

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Thank You wanton vixxxen for editing this Poem!