Rushing waters in a hurry to get
somewhere for mankind another path
points all signposts with directions from
the straight and narrow roadway to sit
still a spell on solid ground observing
options for choices floating by
Becoming receptive of choices as a blade
of grass tickles your fancy for fishes
tempting of a swim reminding trees to lend
their limbs for a swing as cool shade invites
a nap of dream adventures basking in rivers
of many choices
Use rock foundation taking on perspective
chairing headstrong foaming waves into
channeling clear choices banking on the
journey downstream devoid of cluttering
debris amiss of sandbars stopping flow
to final destination with good intentions
(c) Chair Rivers of Choices
28February2012
Vivian L Dawson
"To the beginner the choices are few,
to the expert the choices are many."
Wojek Smallsoa, as quoted in
The Trio of Hands, 1962
:) Janna
Lady Mary Ann
Ron
Regis
Taking nature as a solid foundation as you expressed the human frailties' were some excellent metaphors within this gem of a poem.
. . . and we all know what the road to Hell is paved with, right? Good intentions. Fantastic writing here.