Motion

Quickly the rushing river
Violent its charge to the sea
Over the boulders
Under the bridge
Faster
Slower
Pooling here
Rushing there
Ever onward its quest
Escape the bounds of the river bed
Mingle with the sea.
Watery nirvana
How quickly it goes
To become something else
Salty and bitter when it is pure and sweet
Crashing over the falls
Charging the river mouth
On its way to the sea
And oblivion