River

A poem about the uncertainty of life.

“River”

We sometimes follow it, through its rapids, falls, bends and turns.
We sometimes stop on its banks and drink, jump in, swim
We sometimes stay if the water is sweet.
We sometimes stray for awhile,
sometimes forever.

We stay, stray, roam, watch, want, pray, cry, laugh, love.

We choose.
We hope.

Yet,
nobody knows
Where the river goes.