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YEA, RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE
Yea, right down the middle
The river deep and wide
Should a boulder have the temerity
To jut up from surface
It is avoided adeptly
Never a full impact
Glancing scrapes and gouges
Yet on down the stream
Unwilling to pull over to shore
And on and on
The sights becoming familiar
The passing scenes predictable
Other vessels slowing
Planning for an end
Looking for a good spot to land
A place to set camp
Relax by the fire
Wait a lifetime or two
And reflect the lessons of the river
Perseverance, energy
Unwavering intent to go on
Will the observations yield fruit?
Will the effort pay off?
To be kind, generous, thoughtful?
To be strong, resilient, flexible?
Wait and see is all we can do.
Push forward with hope and energy.
A world awaits the re-entry.
Your soul constant and true
Nothing more is required of you
Once you learn to cause no harm, willingly.
As for chance and God’s intent, we watch.
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