I flow from my source
Raging through the mountains
Dancing against the rocks
Romancing with the beach
Jumping over boulders & blocks,
Swirling through the path,
Swaying in the plains
I keep flowing without complaints
Im often pushed from behind
Joined by many streams
Some become me and
they become mine,
Tied down in a canal
To irrigate my family
I’m still not rested
But I serve and am tested,
I hold many secrets
In my bed deep
They vent, they let go
It helps them sleep
Sometimes Held by a dam
Trying to control
But I free myself
flowing Towards my goal
Rain added into me
I gave away tributaries
I have eroded with time
And have abrasions and scars
On what I carry inside me
Remain within me and
Will always be
There were Rapids in my path
And meanders too
Some mocking parked boats
Some swimmers,some floats
Experiences many but
flow never slowed
There’s no stopping me
And I can’t stop
I will flow,
Be it boulders or be it rocks
I will find a way to the mouth
Where the river meets the ocean
I too will merge into the divine
Until then I go through my course
Unquestioned, unanswered
With faith I flow in the divine
Inspired by Ganga
In life and in rhyme
-Shereen Shalz
Wow its amazing
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