I cannot be where I want to go

so I pull back sharp and move on slow

as ice breaking on the stream in the spring

and float down to where the waterfall sings

and I'm in luck if that is where I'll go

I relinquish control and join the flow

down the channel of riverbanks in Autumn

pulling upward to the surface as I plunge to the bottom

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