Hope’s a Flowing River

Splish-splash Bubbles flip-flop, flash! Tearing any obstacle ahead
Nothing can stop it

Tributaries feed the hungry mouth
Plummeting deeply south Outcomes are unsure Will it lead to a wide ocean, or will death be its new companion

Flipping, thrashing, strong like a pool of cement
There’s no stopping even at times of unbearable lament
Yet still singing softly Its serenade

Carrying all friends or foes along Let the strength show through, not right, but not wrong
It’s a mystery to know your battle Is worth your hope at all

Get not what you desire, but rather what you need
This guarantees no head The River will still be there Waves whipping and whirling forever waiting for its precious use

Still singing softly Its serenade