Besides the River

I walk besides the stream

They call it the river

Of no return.

I walk aimlessly

As the waters leave me

Far behind

As they merge with eternity

And

Seek of me

To bide my time…

Slowly, but with a stable gait

I continue my walk

Silently all alone

As the water down

Thames has flown

 Then

 When I reach the horizon

My walk ceases

Any motion,

As I await

To be pushed and submerged

In the vast ocean…