Jan 19, 2006 06:07
Sitting still, doing nothing,
the grass still grows and
Springtime comes of it's own.
I have learned that the river
of life is in constant motion,
even if that motion is not apparent
and that what was at the bottom
eventually comes to the suface.
So, here I am, upon the river bank
sitting still and doing nothing.
There is no substitute for patience
or discretion.