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The River’s Journey
Life, a river winding free,
Through valleys deep, to endless seas.
It starts as drops on the mountain's crest,
A gentle stream, a quiet quest.
Through jagged rocks, it leaps and roars,
Facing cliffs, uncharted shores.
Yet every fall, each tumbling cry,
Carves a path where dreams can lie.
It kisses the roots of ancient trees,
Gathers whispers from the breeze.
Each bend, a choice, a tale untold,
Each wave, a treasure, is more than gold.
The sun may glisten on its face,
Or storms may darken its embrace.
Yet still it flows, through shade and light,
Guided by the stars of night.
For life, like rivers, cannot stay—
It moves, it bends, it finds its way.
And at the ocean’s open door,
It joins the All, forevermore. 2 replies
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