A stream is flowing,
With each drop bestowing,
A gentle rush and babble,
As it flows on towards the sea,
Far beyond its humble capacity.
The mind yearns to stand,
To see the life beyond its own hand,
To know the world that lies ahead,
And leave behind the life it’s led.
Yet still,
the stream keeps flowing, never stopping, never slowing,
A reminder that life
is in motion, and we must embrace the commotion !
