On our winding journey of life, we are like the river, coursing it's way gingerly and with trepidation toward the sea, knowing, in some unexplainedmanner, that it is our fearful destiny to explore the vast universe of that inward journey toward the Self, inviting us to find solace, and even completion, by embracing that which was, that which is, and that which shall evermore be, our final and eternal resting place.
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On Sep 10, 2023Karl Constantine Folkes wrote :
Since making this comment concerning Gibran’s “The River Cannot Go Back,” I’ve composed a poem available online on poetry.com entitled “Gibran’s ‘River’ Courses Our Lives.”
On Aug 26, 2021 Karl Constantine Folkes wrote :