Becoming One with God in time;
Slowly swimming up the river stream;
The power of Creation driving me
To follow this program of divinity;
I cannot be denied what's already within;
But only the strongest survive
From fresh water to sea and back again;
The life cycles the same for every one;
Yet each of us must make it on our own.
And when I reach my natal riverbed;
I'll joyfully mate my lover and it'll be said;
That many died and never made it to find
Their God within the hard scale outside;
Birthing this transformation, and then I'll die."
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