Flowing Water Poem by Rene BalugTinquilan

Water doesn't stop flowing
Even in uncertainty where there's nothing.
And nobody to him is directing,
Amidst of these, he's still aiming.

He doesn't care where to go
'Coz he trust with the flow
He even doesn't know
That stagnation impedes him to go

Flowing, flowing, flowing
The only thing he is doing
But it doesn't stop him from hoping
To get the precious thing is aiming

To reach the sea is his victory
The simplest wish that makes him happy
'Coz attaining this is not so easy
To complete this precious journey.


(August 8,2011)