Just Another River Poem by Mark Heathcote

Every day we span a torrent, a river
Another is placed in front of another
Soul, searchingly,
It's deeper & wider than any other —
So, you think it just isn't so
Alas, what do we all really, truly know?
Shake off your apprehensions and let them go
Trip looking backwards, stub your big-fat toe
See the culpability thing of a failed task
Lies in not knowing the right questions to ask
Being short on truth, we wear, put on a mask
We too are just another river twistingly vast.