Cross Another River

I've crossed many rivers in my life,

and many where dreadful to pass on,

many where difficult even to understand,

while others where not even there,

covered by a fog

I've crossed many rivers in my life,

but everytime feels like a first,

not knowing what I've in front,

until I breach out of the forest,

to see what is over it.

I've crossed many rivers in my life,

and my hearts is so heavy,

as the beauty of understanding them,

is overruled by the necessity of passing,

where all the pain comes

I've crossed many rivers in my life,

but I'll always stare at them,

before coming in them,

fighting them,

and after rest, before the next.