Can I love a river flowing
when it turns into a stream
or merges with the ocean
and carries away my dreams
Is love ever stagnant?
and if it were would it grow green
fill with frogs and algae
and become a different thing?
Yet, what about the motion,
how it trickles then it grows
then it merges into another
will it lose me in the flow?
How can I follow with it?
How can I stay behind?
How can I change the right way?
Without losing my mind...
And what if I love the forest,
that the river circles through
and get lost in the open
once the ocean water blooms?
Can I swim back upstream
the wrong way?
Can I fight the current flow?
Oh, hell, the progress
damn if it isn't slow.
