From misty mountains,
Through steep ravines,
Around massive boulders,
And over the green plains,

A river flows to ocean.
River, A unity of tiny droplets.

But does it?
Do they?

You could be picked up,

Find yourself in a bathtub,
Playing with a smiling toddler,
Then discarded into a garden,
And end up in a Lucius mango!

Or,

End up in the veins of a person,
Strapped in to a chair,
And watched by a panel who,
Would solemnly mark down,
The time of their last breath!

I'm confused, she said
I still love you, I thought she said.
I wanted to be free, she said,
You made me a prisoner, I thought she said.
I feel like a kid, she said,
I want to fly high, and dance with the wind, I thought she said.

I still love you, she said,
And I want to be with you, she never meant.
You made me a prisoner, she said,
We sang, danced and made love in our prison together, she never meant.
I want to fly high, and dance with the wind, she said,
We can get lost in the clouds, and travel the world together...,
I know, she never meant!