You can't catch a fish
with your back to the river,
so we face our challenges
and obstacles head on.
it is at this moment where
a kindred spirit is born,
a spirit between mankind
and the Chinook salmon.
All existence gather here,
beginning our Journey
in the river of life.
The Journey is not easy
and is full of snags and boulders.
Sometimes the way is so treacherous,
fear overwhelms our navigation.
We, like the Chinook salmon,
rely upon our spirit,
a spirit always pushing, always driving,
achieving our pursuits and
never giving up.
When we arrive at our
Final destination,
We shudder in our last breath
But there is life in death.
Some say we give all
in our passing,
but a spirit is carried with us
and is only shared,
and is continuous in its giving.
Where we began, we will end.
We will not stop giving,
and the River Spirit will
always be giving, too.
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