the river,
flows multidimensional
in sides of green forest and
wild berries,
in barren lands and isolated fields
this river flows without a bias.

wild river, flowing
vigorously,
singing a song with beating roar
yet sooths ears by it's voice

what it says?
does it says to go with a flow
so that one day it reaches destination-
the sea, or does it says to pass
every moments of the life happy
because it can't go back again to it's place?
or does it says that no belongs to you
just like it's fallen leaves and gifted flowers, as the come just for moment?

with every passing and rustling
the dead autumn leaves
lived for a moment in the flowing
river and then decayed, settled
as fish's feed.

the river side flowers, bathed daily...