Ever noticed how life carries you like a meandering river?
How nothing ever stays the same?
How you can’t hold on to your fear
your agony,
your worried thoughts?
They will have to make place
for the next thing to happen;
the postman delivering a package
someone telling you a story
the phone ringing
After that, you try to remember again
what was on your mind
before life distracted you
Ah… yes,
Agony.
Or perhaps you dare
to let the sparkling river take you
leaving your thoughts unfinished,
your fear unguarded,
your grudge unattended
just like that
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