River

You're fraying at the edges, and that's the truth.

You've got to figure out why, because

Some people never do.


There's this great mystery about

Why we're all alive.

It starts and ends with words.


You know,

Humans really aren't so bad when

You get past the humanness.


But the world keeps spinning

And it's wearing you down

Like a smooth stone

Surrenders to the current. . .



This river's got rhythm

And it'll carry you away

Someday soon.




That's all right.

Just remember what you are.