art of living: v by indira babbellapati

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art of living: v

ever flowing
never the same
the river knows
but one direction
the direction towards
the sea…
enriching all
it touches during
its course
the river contains
everything
but knows it not
just giving is
its nature

to be a river and nothing more

03 jul 07,10pm

indira babbellapati

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Brett Ackerman (7/18/2007 9:50:00 AM)
This peom reminds me of the American movie: 'A River Runs Through it'. So many metephors about the life's many twists and turns in it. Bravo Indira.

William Jackson (7/4/2007 12:32:00 AM)
If only we could be in that continual flow of the river to be a conduit of expression for the manifestation of the one life that animates evefrything. Another fine example of the art of living. Nice work, Indira.

Best regards,

William

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