When Asked Whether I'd the Chance to Read a River Runs Through It

As many chances as I have had moments;
the real question is have I taken them
or been taken by them
as they hurried on their way.

There's a desperate worry a daytimer holds
which a sun dial never knows.
Maybe no man discerns how his shadow grows
or marks its darkening stroll.

That a river runs through it should be the hope
to the weary unwatered at its brink.
how sad when, taken by the moment's flow,
they fail to stop and drink.

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