For my own life
I will cry me a river
I will not become the dam
Because love is flow
Is water
And is life
And the natural flow of a river
Is to know its source
And to ache for it
With every cell of its being
That is water
That is love
So if I turn to the quieter life
And seek now only
the solitude of the river bank
and nature
it will be because
it is here
my soul finds its true home
and nature will never argue with me
as humans will
if my soul decides I need to
Cry me a river
I often think I had better cry me a river for my life as no one else will. It’s a sobering thought.
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