Flow of Life

I sit idly, and thoughts about life flow.

Does it have a beginning and an end?
Or does it just flow around the bends?


If it is just this one lifetime
What do we achieve in this short time?

If it flows like a river
What do we carry from hither to thither?

At the source, it flows down from hills steep
Near its end it delves so deep

Bubbling and effervescent when it begins
Weighed by experience at the end of the innings

Again carried up to form clouds
Only to pour on the earth round

A cycle that ceases but for a while
To resume when it is the right time

Caught in this cycle of birth and death
Swirling in the breeze caused by the breath

Surrender, surrender, go with the flow
Don't feel the pain, don't feel the blow.

I sit idly, and thoughts about life flow.