Reliable Paradise

We are but two ships Passing each other by the window pane on separate decks Searching for the ocean Following it's current The river Unaware of liberation All that it brings, Heading in separate directions The ocean A total motion of embodiment were we predominantly a reflection seen from someone else's eyes sincere in depth The weight of gravity Coming to full circle A skeleton of divine mystery Putting on a different voice Another tone all together The influence of religion Grounded by an unseen author Whom draws the ocean Whom draws the river The biggest joke confronted by truth Sooner or later they connect Sooner or later the current becomes to strong Now older Bearded and gray Staring into the horizon Hard boiled sun smothered by the loathe of birds Was this in fact a reliable paradise Something to tend to Something to care for This body of water symbolizing longevity A level of reflection Realistically Is paradise just a place we build in our minds to keep ourselves from reality