Water

Like water, she flows through life, cascading over obstacles with ease and etching away at formidable barriers with patience.

Agile and lithe, she drifts with the course of existence, conceding to fate all that extends beyond her control, enduring and embodying each mo, adapting to the currents, quaint rivulets, toiling waves, and rolling tide.

Nimble, she conforms to fill deep and shallow spaces, offering no more than one can hold.

Facilely, she suffuses rigid, annular, and wreathed molds, transmuting frames of perception yet preserving the inmost, for just as water moves through the hydrologic cycle, assuming divergent forms yet maintaining its integral elements, she too morphs without sacrificing her integrous elements.

With surety in foot and path, she glides, steadily as a stream traveling the course of the river, for in the same manner, a rill extends forward with longing toward the ocean to dwell in its depths; she stretches forth, calling out ardently to her soul, bellowing through the deep vastness, anticipatorily listening for an ontological echo, the anchor of her quintessence.

~ The End