A Melody in the Making

If I could be like the river
I would not worry about the passing of time
The stones shaking up my journey
The rain weighing me down

Instead,
The wind would move me to tears
Because I would feel it
lifting me to where I am meant to flow
Where I'm meant to go

The river in me would protect me
And keep me alive.
My heart would soar
My limbs would loosen
And move without a single thought
To the music around me

The rhythm of the trees
The dripping of dew on the leaves around me.
They would all form an orchestra
The background sounds
For my life adventure.


If I could be like the river,
I'd be a melody in the making.