River

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.