“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.”
“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!”
“She told me that while my father’s body might be crushed under tons of black earth, the body is nothing but camouflage. She whispered that every soul is a river trying to find its way back to the sea.”
“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.”
“That was the river, this is the sea.”
“With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?”