Rolling Stone

A stone rolls along;
In the river’s gentle flow;
It’s a long journey.

Many obstacles;
Bumps and bruises to be sure;
Stuck and then set free.

As flow turns rapid;
The stone’s progress evident;
Destination known.

Other precious stones;
Resting on the riverbed;
Tranquil trickle touch.

Prompted by https://ronovanwrites.com/2023/04/24/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-459-river-and-rolls/