The following is a poem written for my senior-level British literature class in high school. It was partially inspired by Susan Ashton's song "Lonely River" - an absolutely beautiful song. It's an older song, but worth looking up if you have a moment. Enjoy. : )
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River
I am a river ever winding
Turning corners, ever wandering
Sometimes swollen, sometimes peaceful
Never still, never satisfied
I must push on to see
What lies round the bend
What lies along my banks
Ever curious, ever seeking
Rushing here, rippling there
I want to travel to my Source
To discover where I began
To find my purpose, why I was made
Why a river and not a tree
Or a flower or a bee
But I must content myself
With ceaseless rushing, ever wondering
A river forever flowing, forever roaming
Somewhere down around an unexpected bend
Will a meet another rushing, rippling river
Our waters will converge, our lives may merge
And mysteriously our Source is the same
Two winding rivers become one
We seek and search
Wondering at every mystery along the way
Not completely satisfied until the day we find it
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