The snow finds the river- but it's hardened its heart,
The sea finds the inlet, and its power must part,
The lover finds boulders- his love to withhold;
All things get tested, so we must be bold.
The sun kisses rivers, so the water goes free
The inlets grow fatter, according to need,
The lover moves burdens, so love can be strong-
If love could move mountains, the world can't be wrong.
Patti Masterman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-snow-finds-the-river/
