maybe so, maybe not

I climbed the mountain up so high
'mongst eagles and the best of hawks
saw the land, saw the seas
and the various kinds of trees

flowers funny, flowers sad
none of them lookin' bad
whether colours then, bright or faded
 
all of them so rich in seeds
feeding fully,  the very busy bees

Saw a river with steep falls
with huge rocks, smaller stones
and even with, soft and whitish sand
water bright and so clear
rushing intensely towards the sea
where it met the ones of its kind

melting into the vast unity
--- and me! I woke up from the sleep so deep
--- cherished all of my kind, all kind of my mind!
--- we all are rivers and have the runs of our own
--- and finally, we do join the sea of the vast eternity