From the misty nook I will flow like a river
Now I might be a brook or just any sewer;
Yet I will receive love and continue to grow
The world will watch as I continue to flow

Every pebble thrown could not stop me
I will not stop today for I was born free
I will decay stones and pebbles into dust
I will flow with the silt and sand if I must

When you look within,a river flows in you
Yet we surmise that the ocean is so new
One day we shall cease to be the river
That day we surely shall be a Believer

A voice rings in the purling of every ripple,
"When I join the ocean will I remain supple?"
The wise ocean remarked with a wistful grin
."How will you flow freely if you do not begin?"

We are all afraid to choose our course
We are afraid to lose ,afraid of remorse
The river of Life is of ceaseless motion
We began only so as to join the ocean