Destined to meet down the creek,
I am the stream that flows in chaos,
Down the valley, I meander through the forest,
My path is crooked, the rock beneath me feels weary.
Yet I must flow as destiny continues to call
No resistance can stop me,
The force that thrusts me seems greater than my will.
As I surrender to the pull of gravity,
I give in to my destiny where I meet fate down the river.
The place where I meet the roaring mighty Falls,
The Falls that come with a force beyond resistance,
Accompanied by the sound of assurance,
Mixed with a breeze of newness,
Its path, ancient and breath taking,
Flowing firmly in majestic awe,
Carrying within it, wisdom.
Wisdom that can only be discerned through the eyes of nature.
The Falls thrust me forward.
I feel lost as the path feels smoother,
The rock beneath no longer crooked,
Surrounded by serenity and whispers of nature, I feel different.
At this moment I realize,
I no longer flow alone,
Another stream flows within me now,
As I am lost in the peace and serenity,
I look for the roaring Falls for assurance.
All that I can see is the disappearing Falls upstream.
Down here, all is quiet.
I close my eyes and become one with the flow of the stream that flows within me.



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