I asked the small river
Doesn't your heart sink, when you see
stones blocking your way?
How do you cross the huge mountains
which come in your way?
Aren't you afraid of the scorching sun?
How do you keep moving
without stopping for a while?
The river just smiled and said -
You will cross mountains after mountains,
roll away all the rocks and beat the sun
If only you dream of Oceans.
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