Flowing Streams

Flowing Streams

Light and life in flowing streams
Let’s seek them out, beyond the schemes
For simple is the way of truth
It doesn’t need a super-sleuth

The world a stage?  We always knew
And everything’s just passing through
The hopes and fears of each mind
Will come and go whilst most are blind

And reading may not bring the way
So much is thought, but what’s to say?
The depth of human-kind is rare
Don’t doubt you’ll find the ones who care

So with this searching, life is born
And once again, another dawn
Excitement rises, floods our dreams
No darkness beats these flowing streams

(c) Simon J. Halliday 2014