The River

Streams meet and join, then split apart
While in between, the current flows
So too with matters of the heart
Love is a tide that comes and goes

Yet even streams whose ways diverge
Are somehow always one
For waters swirl and mix and merge
And cannot be undone

And who’s to say if waterfalls
Are where the river ends
Or whether, when love’s river stalls,
A stream flows on as friends