A river flows in one direction, br on down to find the sea. br As humans we to see a direction, br and ask our God to lead the way. br Everything needs a direction, br or purpose in being be. br Without a purpose or direction, br we are like the winds of the desert, br lost and forever wandering. br If we have nothing to justify br the existence of our soul, br we will drift on aimlessly, br through the eons of time, br until the poets run out of rhyme.