| Previous | August 11, 1993 | Next |
The Stream | ||
| The stream of life goes on apace With eddies here and there. It's like a never-ending race To get to anywhere. It passes every slip'ry rock That tries to block its way. It rarely pauses, taking stock Of where it's been today. Not even death can halt its flow. It's there for all to see. It's joined the ocean, flowing slow For all eternity. | ||
| Previous | Category Philosophy Categories Index | Next in Category |