Flow

Flow like the brook
as you gently tread
an unknown land;
don't use your head!
listen to your heart,
the gurgles, the whispers,
for fears can tear you
like Jack the Ripper.

Flow like the pond
that seems so still,
but infuses the soil
around with its will;
listen to your breath
as it softly stirs,
the will to surrender,
and be right here.

Flow like the waterfall
that takes a leap of faith,
into the dark chasm
it gushes to swathe;
listen to your gut,
the rumbles, the roars,
as you burst forth
to blaze your trail; encore!

Just be.
Just flow.
There is no place
where you ought to go.
But there is a place
you can be now,
as you let go and learn
to go with the flow.