Is it enough to survive
And have done those
Things in manipulation
Or should there be some
Kind of pride based upon
A stipulation that man
Just like the tide that
Washes upon the shore
There is nothing to hide
For the sea is behind us
And it has been here long
Before you joined the mountain
Stream as a mere spec of mist
Then upon your journey you did
Kiss a drop of rain as she Drifted
Through the air resulting in a
Thunder storm of which neither
Were aware until you were parted
And deposited in a lake now at the
Bottom of the mountain you worked
You way thought the land following
Those undercurrents along a hidden
Path until you and many others finally
Left the land and came to join the sea
In celerbration of life love and the
Mountain mist
Is it enough to survive
No not enough for me