I hop through rivers
I hop by stones
I hop from an enlightening experience
adding to my ideologies
then to a maturing experience
adding to my ego.
Then, I often hop to the side
onto a Fun stone; an enjoyable activity
jutting from the steady stream, tempting me.
It is good to enjoy moments.
But if I am sidetracked? Derailed? Distracted?
Then I gotta swim!
The water is so deep
I stride to tread through.
But it is so vast!
I sink I drown…
I wallow.
When can I hop the stones again?