Finally, the river kissed the sea;
a reunion of two worlds,
a perfect harmony, like a song
that should have been heard.
But then, the sea kissed the sky;
the separation, a quick goodbye,
the river was left flowing to the sea
but the waves are busy chasing the clouds.
No matter what, he, the river,
will always find his way to you, the sea,
even when the sky was all you ever wanted.
