Originally Posted by
SonOfOdin
I was thinking during my Italian lesson(no I was not paying attention) :
Isn't life like a river?
What do you guys think?
Agreed. And as Heraclitus said, you cannot step into the same river twice.
And, by Francisco Lobo, 17th century, a beatiful poem. He died drowned near Santarém while in voyage to Lisbon by river...
My lovely Tagus, oh, how different
is what I see and saw, you saw and see:
I see you turbid, you see grief in me;
once you ran clear, and once I was content.
Your flow was changed by flood and effluent;
your banks were no sufficient boundary.
My change was caused by that great mystery
in which consists my joy or discontent.
And since we must in grief and sorrow share,
let’s be alike in gladness. Oh, if you
and I could be in all just as before!
But there will come the springtime, fresh and fair;
you’ll be again what once you were, but who
can say if I will be myself once more.