As the River Flows

The soul starts like a river does. The soul of a child begins as a stream, always curious, always wandering. As the thirst for knowledge grows so does the stream grow wider. When time passes by, the river grows older and stronger. As the days pass, so does the loneliness grow. Then the river meets another river. They combine and form one river, stronger, faster, and the loneliness disappears; a bond is formed that is hard to break. When the journey finally ends, and the river meets up with the rest of the rivers, it is in their own heaven where all loneliness is gone.

~Ryan W