It is the dead fish,
that flow with the river.
Whatever is alive,
and exists in the present,
goes where it has to....
nevermind the river.
The dive
into the river of life
as a human
starts with understanding
what makes you one.
So remove yourself
from the flow,
if you can.
Let the wind
dry your skin.
Breathe.
Observe.
The river is mighty.
It is easy to drown
and easier to sit on a rock.
But the moment
you decide
to dive,
to take control
and responsibility of your actions,
to do what needs to be done....
is the moment the river
gives you the path
to the ocean.
And you realise
the mountain within
from which it all began.
T