“MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!”

“River snickered. “You’re a star of the sea, and my name has no hidden meaning. It makes sense.”“You lost me.”More of our classmates filtered in and took their seats. River leaned so close to me his lips brushed against my ear. “Every river finds its way to the sea. Maybe you’re the sea I was meant to find.”

“Is it possible to take river water back after it has mixed into the sea? The river and the sea are united and one now.”

“O sleepless as the river under thee, / Vaulting the sea, the prairies' dreaming sod, / Onto us lowliest sometime sweep, descend / And of the curveship lend a myth to God.”

“Through the seas of dreams and the seas of fantasies, through the seas of solitudes and vacancies, and through myself, the deepest of the seas, I strive to thee, Nirvana.”

“Man doth usurp all space,Stares thee, in rock, bush, river, in the face.Never thine eyes behold a tree;'Tis no sea thou seest in the sea,'Tis but a disguised humanity.To avoid thy fellow, vain thy plan;All that interests man, is man.”