Like a River

Springing from ancient headwaters,

The long and winding river flows.


Gaining momentum in its course,

It is a watery ribbon

Cutting through rock and undergrowth,

On a journey of raging floods and rough rapids,

Slow miles of deep stillness and stagnant swamps,

Forever shaping the landscape with its power,

Until it spills into an ocean of eternal depth,

Crashing wave after wave,

Beating itself against the ragged shore.


Sadness, like a river, rolls on.

Ever it rolls on.


About Laura Lawless

A graduate of the University of South Carolina, I am a reader, a writer and a dreamer. View all posts by Laura Lawless

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