My Life, the River

I perched myself on a flat rock by the water's edge.
And there, I compared my life with the river.
Just as its tributaries replenish it daily,
Changing it in some small— sometimes great— degree,
So have the day-to-day occurrences of life altered me.
Like the river, I go about peacefully most days,
Happy with things just as they are.
Yet, as the river sometimes rages,
So do life's problems overwhelm me now and then—
Even to the point that I think I can take no more.
Then, little by little trouble subsides,
And, like the river, I am again at peace.

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