Like a River.

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She is searching for herself,
like a river for the ocean,
through the canyons of the
Tiger Leaping Gorge.

Twisting in the Lilies
of the Caledonian Forest.
In golden sways of countryside she pours.

She is searching for herself,
all the while creating meaning,
’round every bend and
down each avenue explored.

Rushing down the valley,
In rings and ripples,
Her hand-built galley,
she serenades through babbling brooks
she freely forms.

She is searching for herself,
for she hears, “Happiness you find.”
But what she didn’t realize yet is
they’re already intertwined.

Gently she curves,
with the movements of the meadows,
stirring earth with a
calming gentle touch.

Every sandbank, every riverbed,
is shaped by her settling sediment,
rocks smoothed flat as paper
in her clutch.

She is searching for herself,
so some parts she leave beyond.
But as a reminder she breaks pieces off,
Turns that water into ponds.

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