Metaphor

The stream of life trickles by,

the moments drip dripping.

Life flows by,

overcoming each stone.


Yet through the unity,

each prick leaves a ripple,

touching every drop,

until it is a wave,

crashing upon the

rocky shores

at the bottom of the fall.

How could I have made this metaphor more comprehensive?

How apt is this metaphor in describing life's intricacies?