Two Little Streams
Two little streams flowing
through a river
Once met and spoke to
one another
One asked the other
about his path
And he answered that
His path was but encumbered
With the sin of the people
And it took him long
to reach there
"What about you, my friend?"
he asked the other
Delighted was he and answered that
His was a path among
fragrant flowers
Everyone drank from him
with silvery cups
Children played with him
with great laughter
Then the river said unto them
Forget about your wanderings
However sad or gay
For you are a part of me
And we belong to our mother, the Sea.
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