Water always flows down,

To maintain the level of their own.

It’s their choice or compulsion?

They too have wanted to move upstream,

With a desire to rebel for freedom.

Yes, freedom. For choice of path.

It’s pleasing to observe,

they strike against obstacles and stones.

Seems this deterrence to flow,

supports their defiance.

but they have never been against.

It’s their choice or compulsion?

When they accumulate heat,

Being vapor travels sky high.

Whether to celebrate joy of freedom,

or feel the sorrow of breaking cohesion.

But again,

It’s their choice or compulsion?

Going higher forms beautiful clouds,

With an aim to restore cohesion.

Now they are blown,

irrespective of their will.

Has to fall again as rain.

It’s their choice or compulsion?