Yet I row

I am static
my life is moving
I see from my window
whatever it shows

I was young
I will be old
what changes I wonder
as I grow

I am not going anywhere
I have reached
my life is still moving
which direction, I don’t know

my boat is static
the river flows
I know that
yet I row

Published by Echoes of the soul

I am a dreamer I weave tales in my mind I am connected to you through these words And through this screen across the virtual world

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