
In the whisper of a meandering river,
Life’s journey unfolds, twisting and turning,
Reflecting skies in shimmering quiver,
Each bend a new path, ever yearning.
Mountains loom high, shadows cast deep,
Echoes of trials that shape and define,
Through rocky canyons, where secrets sleep,
The river flows onward, a lifeline.
Soft banks of repose, moments of grace,
Where waters slow down, gentle and wide,
In the stillness, we find our own pace,
Ebbing and flowing with the tide.
At times it will rage, fierce and unbound,
Sweeping all doubts in torrents so wild,
Yet always it calms, where peace can be found,
The heart of the river, serene and mild.
So flow with the river, in sun and in rain,
Embrace every twist, each rise and each fall,
For life is a river, both joy and pain,
A journey of wonder, a story for all.





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