Like A River Flowing

Yesterday...I said to everyone...or no one in particular...I felt these days
like a river flowing out into my world. Afterwards...being someone who lingers
with his metaphors...after they have been used...I got to thinking...the thing
about a river...is it does not ask the sea..."Pray...tell me...did you see me
flowing out to meet you?...Did you approve of my being so bold?".
There are rivers...too many have sailed on. There are rivers where none have sailed...
but both kinds keep on flowing...paying no mind...to whether many...or...none...
know about their flowing. The river goes on its way...whether no one or many are
listening...singing..."I flow...therefore I am".....................Quester.