[Rogers Creek trail by Kristina Kemps
of Heart of Vancouver Island
Small stream, as you gambol down rocky cliffs,
burble and babble in swirling pools,
chuckle in the afternoon sunlight,
you meet obstacles
on your journey to the sea.
Drought dries up your stream bed for a time,
or logs crash down and clog your passage
with mud and debris
it might take aeons to dislodge,
before you can flow freely
And yet you persevere,
with courage, with determination,
because forward is the only direction you know,
and your life's work is
to finally reach the sea.
You stay serene and focused,
because you know that,
whatever may befall you as you travel,
still, you are water,
each drop of you as necessary
to the cycle of life as the next.
You know, one day you will merge
with Mother Ocean,
will become one with her,
will immerse yourself in her immensity
for all time.
Already, even at such a distance,
you are one,
for, still and always,
you are water.