Oh to be like a River

I want to remember this imagery from a beautiful poem by John O'Donohue

The courage of a river to continue belief

In the slow fall of ground,

Always falling farther

Toward the unseen ocean.

The river does what words would love,

Keeping its appearance

By insisting on disappearance;

Its only life surrendered

To the event of pilgrimage,

Carrying the origin to the end.

Seldom pushing or straining,

Keeping itself to itself

Everywhere all along its flow…

Let us bless the humility of water,

Always willing to take the shape

Of whatever otherness holds it.