River Flows

It starts as just a trickle of snow
adding more trickles as it rides
the beautiful mountain side, it flows
with rainbows and sparkly strides

Meeting many other trickles and drips
some stay, some go, evaporating in the sun
sometimes falling in free fall, some dips
at times so fast, tripping in a full run

The sound gets stronger of the flow as it grows
they talk as they go, tinkles and gushes
gathering parts of the environment as it flows
dropping them sometimes as it rushes

Rocky times it rides with bubbling triumph
to slow to a whirling pool after with no qualm
flowing over the ridge of restraint with a "humph"
nothing stops the never ending bubbling or calm

Flowing past the beautiful and ravaged lands
joining with others, only to separate, sharing parts
splitting at the Y like a slow slip of hands
glad to have shared the journey, now moves and darts

Flowing on, through time, rough and good
growing more from those it met along the way
To find it's end in an ocean of universal selfhoods
to become one with all, the ultimate endplay.

bc 04/22/08

That is beautiful! I like that! ty for posting!

That was beautiful Barb...very enlightening.

Thanks Red

Thanks Robert

Great job!

Awesome write girl very good

Thanks Kate

Thanks Txs