Flow like a river

Sometimes you lose
the sense of the present
Where you are, how far
have you travelled, where
are you destined to end up

You appear to lose your
grip on reality, such as it is,
Why can't we just flow
without judgment and analysis
like the pleasantly noisy
flowing water of a river
enjoying the moment
and the movement
without thought, valuation
the need for approval
the craving for recognition


Ravindra Shenolikar

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