Oceans are deep
They seem endless
And profound.
They look still
But harness the power
In their deep.
They are great
Vast, magnificent
The giver of life
And so much more.
What about the river
That’s born from glaciers
That weathers the rocks
And survives the odds?
The river which is happy
And cheerful, jubilant
Despite all it’s fighting.
What about the river
That crosses all boundaries
And unites the people?
What about the river
That waters each grass
The wild or exotic?
But at the end
Does not the river too
Meet the ocean again
Bury the chaos
All the trouble within
And keep still above
To guide the ships
And the yachts?
So,
Which is greater
The ocean or river?

~Adritah