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Post by meandog on Jun 27, 2007 11:53:58 GMT 12
The River Of Life ============ As I stood on the riverbank watching the river flow by, the thought occurred to me that I could compare it with my life. Sometimes the river ran smoothly, but at other times its path was rocky. Sometimes big boulders blocked its path but it always found a way around and eventually came to a gentle pond. Here the water mulled around and lingered a while but it never became stagnated because it eventually found its way out, or become so full it flooded over the top of its rocks and continued on its way. So my life could be described as a flowing river always changing. Good and the bad times change, move on, never staying the same. In my darkest hours I have felt as if I can't take it any longer. But life does go on and when I stand back and take a look at my life as if it were a river I can see that it does keep flowing and up ahead is a calm pool. When my life reaches a smooth time and I look back to the bad times of the past and all that has happened since then I realise all the good things I would have missed if I had ended my life back then. Eventually my river will flow to a vast ocean and it will no longer be an individual river but part of a large body of water containing many rivers and I will become a small drop in the ocean of eternity. Will I rise as a vapour to the heavens and return again into another river of life? I don't know the answer and if I ever do find it I will probably won't be in the position to tell you!
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