River Man's Reverie

This life is my river
downstream are family and friends;
daily I struggle 'gainst the current
flowing from unknown bends.

You can only get so far
in these flood water years;
one day your fiercest try
won't gain an inch for tears.

Then, if you don't expire,
you drift down whence you came
but it's radically changed;
nothing back there's the same.

Deeds made marks unforseen
fair or worse it's your world
though meant thoughtless as
those skipping stones you hurled.

Time soon you'll go under
in sea or sun dappled course;
last breath you'll be wondering:
- Did I reach the Source?