The current of my life is changing.
The flow becoming quicker,
the depths ever deeper,
giving the banks life and fertility.
I flow,
ever changing,
ever living.
I choose to flood,
or I choose to recede.
However,
I am always here,
always ready for your immersal in my waters
for your drowning within my depths.
If I could change my ways completely,
I wouldn’t.
I’m a river.
These are my ways,
the path I forge upon this earth.
The canal I run through to get to you.
It may take time,
but I will get there one day.
Hoping you will be my dam,
to control the way my waters flow.
To stop the onrushing, raging waters
crashing through my canyons.
To slowly build the heights of my waters
until I burst,
breaking my boundaries.