Ah, how many times I've sat by this river's edge,
yes, since the days of my youth; watching, feeling, pondering.
As I have eroded and evolved so do the banks, too, everchanging with time. The current waves to me, in passing, a blessed example of ongoingness.
Too, I am reminded; "the tide is high yet sometimes low", and in every action and reaction; purpose is nestled.
Oh, but how the sun is ever watchful, too, an electric burst of change. Soon, Sister Moon, as equally everchanging, yet too, always constant, will trade day for night. And I feel, this too, a perfect relation of darkness and light. Revealing to me; our preferences to 1 are all relative.
Balance and respect for infinite, recognizing that change, evolution, ongoingness are as the ebb and flow of ALL. Even our dependent consistencies are only partially so. Celestial nature indicatively so!
Back to the river's edge, conversing mountains, steadfastly so. And, as the crickets begin to chirp; a new song and an old, I am rejoiceful to 1 and All for this remindful lesson of soul ; > }