The first stanza is an actual fortune cookie fortune. The second stanza seemed to follow from the first.
Variation on a fortune cookie
The river seeks its own level.
It will not fight the rock:
it flows around it.
The rock sits lightly
and does not fight the river.
The rock becomes its own center.



Very Haiku-ish for some reason. I love the concise wisdom!
I think it’s probably my favorite fortune cookie fortune ever. ❤