A Poetic Look at 2 Approaches to Life

I wonder if the river races to the ocean eager to be swallowed by the vastness of its symbiotic reception; determined to reach a oneness that it could never find in its travels alone.

Or does the river flow slowly and methodically through even the hardest of terrains; through mountains, valleys, hills and such; always knowing that the destiny it longs for also longs for it and will wait patiently for the river to reach its embrace.

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