When does a river become a sea
the sweet water turn salty,
does it just flow and mingle?
Mingle in harmony,
How does a mountain become,
yours or mine, his or hers,
is it not always just its mighty self?
Part of the Earth, the wind, the Universe.
So tell me, how can we put borders
on mountains, in rivers and the sea,
How can we draw lines on the ocean,
on mighty mountains lay claim?
How can we, with impudence
Claim the Whole for ourselves
© miriam ivarson