The Flow of Life
by Padre Scott West
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Looking back I see my life in terms of the Colorado River, sometimes serene at other times turbulent, affected by aridity too
The river goes downstream;
sometimes in green rivulets of peace;
Sometimes with loud roaring rapids,
The river of life dries up too,
societies aridity sucks the life out of it like a hot desert day
Unexpected showers, River comes back to life, gurgling;
Bringing my arid soul back;
like the desert, whose beauty springs forward in hours:
Beauty unexpected, rich in red and yellow -
like the soul that finds richness and sustenance in the world.
The river of life is sometimes cruel, painful,
sometimes overflowing with joy,
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|Reviewed by Chip Bergeron
|Sometimes the river only looks dry, Scott.
Sometimes the heat and wind have just driven it underground
And still it flows.
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Well chosen metaphor, Monsignor,
ebbs, flows, rushes, dry spells...
all that a life is spiritually,
physically, aesthetically, artistically.
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|Scott, great job of drawing the contrasts and similarities.