The Stream

There will always be a time

When everything would seem

To be against flowing streams

Seemingly futile in effort

They break nonetheless

Hearts set on fire

The stream could only

Flow where it could

For it cannot stop

The stream could only

Press on and on

For time does go on

Some tries to divert

A stream from its path

Ending in triumph

A stream now diverted

Flowing where some wants

It is unable to refuse

Some tries to barricade

A stream from ever flowing

With much effort for accomplishment

A stream now barred

Stagnant where some wants

It cannot rebel

From the heart of the earth

From warms springs above

Slowly and surely flowing away

A stream's one wish

Will always and only be

To flow unhindered

A stream's one wish

Has and always have been

To join the great ocean blue

The stream will always wish

It will one day flow without restraint

It will one day join the great waters blue.

Do you know of the stream?

Do you know of the great waters blue?

Do you know at all?

I do, for I have seen.

I do, for I have lived.

I do, for I have wished.

My only wish is to reach the great waters blue…