Moving Freely

The babbling brook flows endlessly free

when it comes to the edge

the rives goes ahead    and     

takes the plunge, cascading into falls

sometimes it meanders, trickling along

slowly, as it plays with the sun

before rushing full speed ahead.

Never letting rocks or logs stop its momentum

the river finds its own path (around them)

bubbling and gurgling

it happily and merrily travels

along to its destiny

wherever that may be.

~Marcie Bridges

©5, January 2021


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