She lives and breathes.
She rises and falls.
She goes where she wants.
She’ll be here long after you are.
So when
your worries,
your drama
have you spinning round.
Take yourself to the river.
Stand on her bank.
Breathe.
Let her steady flow
wash downstream
anything keeping you
from living.
Let her tireless movement
inspire you to yours.
River doesn’t care,
but she will always be there.