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Blessed River Keep Going
The only knowledge I have, all I know
For certain is that a goodbye
Will never stop time.
Cross off and count the endless days
That will always pass you by
And everyday, little by little, die.
So you either let go and move
With the flow of a river called time
Or you struggle against its current- keep living that one goodbye.
But then one day, as I did,
Maybe you'll be contemplating the pain
And think it feels like it just happened yesterday...
And I really do think that may be the key
That one day when you finally see
That one moment start to flow into history.
For certain is that a goodbye
Will never stop time.
Cross off and count the endless days
That will always pass you by
And everyday, little by little, die.
So you either let go and move
With the flow of a river called time
Or you struggle against its current- keep living that one goodbye.
But then one day, as I did,
Maybe you'll be contemplating the pain
And think it feels like it just happened yesterday...
And I really do think that may be the key
That one day when you finally see
That one moment start to flow into history.
Published 20th Mar 2016
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21st Mar 2016 4:09am
Staring into the river you'll never see the same drop twice - pensive prose indeed Alenore
21st Mar 2016 3:24pm
A blessing and a reminder to let go when you need to and cherish moments when you ought.
Thank you for reading this piece, whale.
Thank you for reading this piece, whale.
8th Apr 2016 11:08am
river poetry, one those things that haunts,
like the wind & the rain.
let it wash away the sorrow...
like the wind & the rain.
let it wash away the sorrow...
