An invitation to keep moving forward*

 

Up from above, a drop comes from the start

The clouds cannot hold on to the tears and it falls apart

It winds up on the mountain top oh so tall

More is coming down, forming a stream when it falls

 

While it is moving downward, it takes a ride

Flowing to merge soon, always in stride

It then mixes with the river from the moving stream

No turning back ever, forward as it seems

 

Looking downward, it may be final to see an end

But this river with stream, takes a turn in the bend

So it was from  a drop that came from a cloud

In a flow that is constant, what is ahead of it does allow

 

Dom*Colucci 2012