Where Do You Stand On The River?

One drop causes a ripple. Many cause a storm.

Calm swaying motions envelope you as end grows near.

People are in front and behind you.

As you walk the water behind you falls.

Falling like a waterfall in a endless river of memories.

Each year you grow, more water falls, and more awaits your everlasting touch.

In that time you began to choose.

What rules over you.

What values you have.

And who you are.


The river that awaits you becomes dark and clear as it touches you.

You must react to the sudden change.

Either way the river that flows past you and away depends on you.

Will the final river be dark and mucky.

Or will it reflect various flowers that lays on your river bed.

But what is a river if it doesn’t collide with another?


Rivers pass and intertwine while other don’t ever reach you.

Each person being there own river.

Momentarily everyone one is on the same river.

Family.

Friends.

Or just people you know.

Each person moving a different pace up the river.

Some separated by age.

Others personality.

But where do you stand?



Family moves ahead by age.

Your left behind to find your own way up the river.

Would you wish to stay where you are personality wise?

Or would you move ahead of the others who are in the current.


A river separates many by a dam.

The path from kid hood to adulthood.

Many says a action such a moving or doing something on your own makes you a adult.

Others say it’s age and the longing to grow up.

But for others it’s determination.

But in the end, we are all in a ocean to determine where we stand.
There we stand till the river narrows out and all that is left is a lake of memories.