riverse...

Once we happened to cross an un-moving silent river

that reflected the night sky.

'It is a beautiful river', you said.

'A river? how can you say that? it is still...'

I looked at you with my eyes wide open.

'Yeah! It is still a river',

you smiled and added,

'just that the whole universe is flowing through it'.

,..

who knows?

What shall we call
the sea
that came out
of its sphere
and is wandering
in search of the river?

,..

how to wake a river up?

the river slept on its way
and the sea kept on waiting
waves are thus endless