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The Dive

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.



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.


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