there is no river
anywhere here on earth
which will
not accommodate the
widest hulls
of our sails
there is no sea
so crowded with vessels
there is always
a space for
whales and
sharks
there is no space that
can't hold a spaceship
there is no cloud
that is ever overfilled
with rain
there is always a space
for us
always a corner to rest
there is always
a star for everyone
to name
to become even our
own
if privacy is a must
why quarrel? why do you
make war on
anybody?
at the tips of the poles
there is always
a resting place
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