as a river flows

“I would love to live

Like a river flows

Carried by the surprise

Of its own unfolding…”

― John O'Donohue, Four Elements: Reflections on Nature

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each day is new

O, we have our plans,

which are of little use

for life rushes wildly on

roaring and tumbling

only slightly controlled

finding the rock in it path

it is sometimes diverted

sometimes it crashes apart

and sometimes refusing to be denied

it carries this would-be obstacle

and rolling it before

as if a toy

rolling

unfolding

it makes its way forward

finding its way

changing that which it touches

being changed

inexorable

free

and joining at last

the sea

home at last