The oldest problem

It's a great idea truly well intended to have everyone flow together in harmony.

But then there's always parts that can't or won't or don't want so it seems, how can we make them fit?

Aren't we all part of the same river? Why do some think that they are the rocks of the river bed, the willow trees alongside the overbank flows, the birds in the sky, the bisons in the plains, a cabin in the mountains, why won't they accept that they are just drops of water in one of my rivers?