Our lives are ruled by reasons - reasons offered and reasons received - reasons demanded and reasons rejected. Reasons throttle our freedom-loving imagination on a tight, choking leash. With sunset after a hard day of reasons, I like to let my mind run free in the hot sanctuary of my tub, chasing the swirling slipstreams of my dreams.
I think this is on topic, or at least in the neighborhood, not as eloquent but it's served me well. One of my teachers had a saying, "we can either have reasons or we can have results". In your context, I like the result of merging with the water and becoming a tree. As opposed to succumbing to all of the "reasons" this isn't possible.
We’ll done Mark. You are really sharpening your pros and sliding into verse.