The rivers flow so freely,
succumbing to gravity pull
At times just barely moving,
caught in slumbering lull
Not mindful of the cliff ahead,
careening over the edge
Laughing at the boundaries,
the orderly, cautious hedge
Tis a glorious life for water,
Creating marvels for the human eye
But a disastrous way for people,
for it destroys them by and by
We must consider where we are walking,
beware of the precipice edge
Scoff not at those whose wisdom
keeps them from that ledge
At the bottom of a waterfall
there is beauty to admire
But the end of a life lived carelessly,
is mangled by indulged desire
Cling to the Rock on the narrow path,
refusing the easier way
And life in truest abundance
will be yours to live one day
Having followed there, the Master,
Whose ways are not our own,
We will cast aside all fetters
and live eternal the life we have sown.
