Like a River

Plane is late and I sit waiting
A connection to Newcastle
Melbourne to Sydney arrived with minutes to spare
Me in a panic
Dashing off the plane and out into the concourse
Where the hell do I go?
Who do I ask?
Flight not showing on airline screen
I fluster and miss getting angrier and angrier
Why the hell don’t they set out these terminals better
Load of crap
Finding my way to the departure gate
Delayed
No need to have rushed
No need at all
Why rush and bluster through life
For what 
Nothing
Relax
Want nothing
Desire nothing
Forget all past, present and future
Just be
Like the rain which falls
The river which flows.