Brady Smith 27 May, 1997

Ever Flowing Life

Ever flowing is the river of life each now season creates the ever changing ripples in the cycle of life.

For dead is the stagnate water, only cool currents of the oceans continue to up-well with life.

For wide are the old oaks branches, that shelter those that lay beneath her on hot summer days. The blades of green grass cushion us from the hard dirty ground below.

Cool as the soft breeze that blows, that sounds like a soft water fall as it runs through tickling her branches.

For night comes, calmly as the crickets chirp the stars light up and sparkle through out the vast greatness of the sky.

And then the sun dawns a now again creating a new ever flowing cycle of life.