one way

today I know
of only one way -

how even all the waters
of one vast ocean,
heaving and sighing,
called by different names,
holding different shores,
cannot rush in
to fill a parched river
baring his bones
to the sky
and the earth,

for a river must flow
only one way,
to the ocean,
and meet her there,
under an empty sky,
where both can be
themselves
without apology.